I submit my hopes to You, O Lord of all creation
Though I am, O The Provider, Most Generous, a sinner
When my heart is hardened, and my life is constricted
I turn to my submission as the way to Your pardon
Thus when You, The All-forgiving, wipe clean my continuing sins
Your gift and Your clemency is a boon and an exaltation to me
Is it not You who nourishes me, guides me
Therefore cease not your benevolence and bounty to me
May those who have obtained excellence forgive me my trespass
And parade not my wrongdoings and things that have passed
Should You forgive me, O Lord, absolve me of my treachery
My injustice, that will be pardoned not on the day when grief is recollected
But should you recompense my wrongs with your torment, still I will not lose hope
Even as my trespass lands me in the Fire
He is the one who speaks only in remembrance of his Lord
And when he is with others in this world, he is silent
Thus he says, "O my love, You are the One I beseech to, on Whom I place my faith
Enough is You for those in need for their dependence and their pleas
Thus I defend my love, though they be tainted with worldly lust
Thus I protect this promise of devotion, marred though they may be
In my waking moments, I pine for You, In my slumber, I hope for You
Walking beside me, full of hope
Thus though my sins are mountainous, then and now
Yet, your forgiveness is greater