O sorrow deep!
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O sorrow deep! Who would not weep With heartfelt pain and sighing? God the Father's only Son In the tomb is lying. O Jesus blest, My help and rest, With tears I pray thee, hear me: Now, and even unto death, Dearest Lord, be near me. |
Quis non gemit? Cui non iit e pectore singultus? Unus Patre Genitus iacet en! sepultus. Jesu, comes et requies subvenias dolenti: prope vivo sis mihi, prope morienti. |