And only then the Winter comes, when all is set.
And by Thy grace sweet dew may on dull herbage fall,
And sun-burnt crops the rain will soon to life recall.
All animals in search of food resort to Thee:
Thou feedest them out of Thy generosity.
Be praised our everlasting Lord! Be praised for ever!
Thy grace and Thy benevolence depleting never!
Look after us on earth if Thou but wishest, oh,
And with Thy wings please cover us that walk below!