Oh God! I do not regret, for regret is a given in servitude, Still, it is lesser than the regrets of divinity Lonely am I, and so are you Neither you have an equal, nor a worthy consort The sorrow of life, the sorrow of the times, Incomparable they are to the sorrows of creation Do you have anything to offer besides grief, O Almighty? The faithful and the infidels are awash with tears today Please tell us if you too look up to another god, For here we find mistaken solace in your supremacy
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