Yea, through his zeal for our growth he places our limits and changes
These by his occult laws, himself remaining the same.
Himself remaining the same, while sickness and health he arranges,
Swaying the world and showing how hope must be set on his name.
If it be right to trust thee, then, all that thou doest or takest
He is behind it, O Fortune, and he is the source of thy strength.
Nay, I affirm, O Fortune, however thou fixest or shakest
Thou canst not grieve me, nor overmuch cheer me at length.
He is almighty and tender, the concord and trust of my treasure;
I shall be his forever, when all his purpose is through!