Lord, in this thy mercy's day
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Lord, in this thy mercy's day, Ere it pass for ay away, On our knees we fall and pray. Holy Jesu, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears, Ere that awful doom appears. Lord, on us thy Spirit pour Kneeling lowly at the door, Ere it close for evermore. By thy night of agony, By thy supplicating cry, By thy willingness to die; By thy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below, Let us not thy love forgo. Grant us neath thy wings a place, Lest we lose this day of grace Ere we shall behold thy face. |
Hoc clementiae tuae, dum duraverit, die flectimur tibi in prece. Iesu, lacrimare nos fac tu corde pavidos, quippe poenae debitos. Flatu nos tuo bea flexos ante limina, dum manebunt pervia. Noctem per Gethsemanes quasque fudisti preces, quod mori dignatus es; recordare lacrimas de Jerusalem tuas, neve amorem auferas. Intra diem gratiae nos sub alis protege te visuros, Domine. |