In happy times I felt
The joy of life
And pleasures without number;
Therefore I shall calmly
Submit to suffering;
What life does not have its agony?
 
   Yes, Lord, I am a sinner,
And You always punish more gently
Than a person deserves.
Shall I, weighed down by transgressions,
Not suffer earthly woes,
Which, after all, are to my benefit?
 
   To You I shall dedicate myself,
Shall not love my peace,
My life, more than the Lord.
In You, God, I shall trust
And not place my faith in people;
You help and You save gladly.
 
   Let me find grace,
Let me recognize and regret
All my sins.
Now my spirit still has strength;
Let my salvation be my main concern,
Let Your Word be my comfort and my life.
 
   When I die in Christ,
I shall be an heir of Heaven;
What should death and the grave alarm me?
Even upon the pathway of death
I trust in Your Grace;
You, Lord, are with me in adversity.
 
   I shall resist sorrowfulness,
Through patience I shall honour God,
In faith address my pleas to Him.
I shall consider my mortality.
The Lord shall direct everything,
And that which is for my benefit shall come to pass.