Set me free

Cruel Fortuna is not with me,
for in vain I long for thee.
Thou art for me so far away,
as sparkling stars are from day.

Vicious thoughts scare holy saints,
jealousy creeping through my veins.
Sweet numbness I do pray to thee,
wishing you’d take pity on me.

Feeling means my heart is aching,
my self-control slowly breaking.
That is why I am asking thee,
be so kind and set me free.