You are the Beloved! You are the Physician! You alone can give treatment for all sufferings. You cause them, O Lord, and you alone can cure them. Medicines can work a change only when you order them accordingly.

You are the Beloved, you are the psysician,
For all ailments, you are the medicine,
You give, you cure, Oh! gracious One,
Treatment only then affects when you order it.

Thou art the friend, the Healer thou;
For every ailment balm dost send;
Merciful God! All drugs are vain;
The pains by drugs will never end;
Unless ordered by thee O friend,
No drug will ever sickness cure.

You are the Beloved, you are the psysician,
For all ailments, you are the medicine,
You give, you cure, Oh! gracious One,
Treatment only then affects when you order it.

You are the beloved, the physician; and the cure of all aches,
You cause affliction, you cure it;
You are the comforter for all sufferers,
Medicines work only when you wish them to.