Let me go free, O God: do Thou, the Mighty, pity us. Set me uninjured in the world of happiness, O God.

2 From the distress that does not flee from us we flee to Thee. Then at the turning of the paths let hardship fall on someone else.

3 May the thousand-eyed affliction dwell otherwhere apart from us. Let it afflict the man who is our wrongdoer; smite only him who is our foe.