Where are You to make me Your faithful servant, 
Sew Your vests, comb Your long beard, 
Laundry Your garments and smother the lice in Your bed, 
To bring You fresh milk in the morning. 
To kiss Your hands and massage Your feet. 
In the evening I will prepare a room for You to sleep. 
All my goats are an offering to You, 
For You I shepherd and endure life's hardships.