O God, in whose dread power I present this offering, that these bound victims may obtain their freedom: the people deem that destruction is the earth; I know thee thoroughly, and I say thou art destruction.

2 Be thou enriched, O welfare, with what God has provided: here among us is thine allotted portion. Free from sin those here and yonder.

3 Do Thou, O God, without a rival, release us from the iron bonds that bind us. To me God verily restores thee. Submission is to Him alone who decreed death.

4 Thou hast been fastened to an iron pillar, here compassed with a thousand deaths around thee. By God's leave, send this man upward to the loftiest heaven.