Oh listen to the cock that crows, while the conscience betrays and denies himself shamelessly in lies. The mill has stopped turning and the chaff lies blown widely in the wind. So, listen to the cock crowing incessantly in the background, yes between blasphemous words sown widely against the Spirit.

Oh who is there in the volk who is competent to want to stand as judge over his neighbor and who is there that understands the Will of God correctly. So, let only the Spirit comes to teach and reprimand before the sickle comes to hit painfully in your midst.

So, listen to the cock that keeps on crowing, while the soul desperately tries to bathe himself clean in innocence. Yes, the lie lies sown wide, and the truth lies sown so sparsely. So listen to the cock crowing repeatedly while the ego of man revolves around his own haughtiness.

Oh who is there in the volk that can still be ashamed before God, while they hit their neighbor with blasphemous words? So, let only the Good Spirit reprimands, so that the sinner, to his own rescue, can understand the True Will of God.