O Jove, from stately throne
Cast down thine heavenly eye,
And search the secrets of my heart
Accusèd wrongfully.
Ay me! if you in heaven
Regard the faithful wight,
Defend, O God, my rightful cause,
And bring the truth to light.
‖: Alas! :‖ (×3) to just request
Your gracious grant, ah, yield,
That my Altages may perceive
‖: How truth my heart doth shield. :‖