But for the offer of pain,
Humans would be lost in ways far from sane
Over and over,we would exceed our bounds for strain,
As we heed not shine nor cold,heat nor rain
Blessed are we for the offering of pain
It dutifully guards ever and again,
That we may not batter away those things which Heaven,
Has to the sons of men freely given;
For like every good gifts from up above,
Pain is love.
痛苦
若不是被赐予了痛苦
人类早将迷失，大失理智
早将一次又一次超出自己忍耐的极限
既然和煦或严寒、高温或降雨
都无法奈我们何
那么被赐予痛苦该是怎样的福分呢
痛苦一次又一次忠诚地守护我们
因此我们不该将那些糟心事儿驱策而走
那是天堂对其子民的慷慨赐予
与每一件来自上苍的礼物一样
痛苦即是爱
