I am one of these dumb wise men
   So I've much ado to know myself
  
   I don't know how to get clear
   with all the depths I owe
   Thru the hour-glass they flow
   I don't know the free and offered light
   The lighting of my being is as bright
  
   If I break the day, what would I gain?
   To hold a candle lighting shame?
   I desire no delight, no more delight
   All knowledge is now burning in my eyes
  
   You promise me blush life
   I stand for sacrifice
   I wish You all the joy that You can wish
   Spirits dull at night
   I think You are denied
   The light we see is burning in my eyes
  
   I don't show teeth in way of smile
   I only see the hour-glass how it runs
   By yonder-moon I swear You do me wrong
   With my own hands I strike You honour down