Thou to whom the sick and dying
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Thou to whom the sick and dying Ever came, nor came in vain, Still with healing word replying To the wearied cry of pain, Hear us, Jesu, as we meet Suppliants at thy mercy-seat. Still the weary, sick, and dying Need a brother's, sister's, care, On thy higher help relying May we now their burden share, Bringing all our offerings meet Suppliants at thy mercy-seat. May each child of thine be willing, Willing both in hand and heart, All the law of love fulfilling, Ever comfort to impart; Ever bringing offerings meet Suppliant to thy mercy-seat. So may sickness, sin, and sadness To thy healing virtue yield, Till the sick and sad, in gladness, Rescued, ransomed, cleansèd, healed, One in thee together meet, Pardoned at thy judgement-seat. |
Prope mortem aegrotantes apte qui sanaveris, adhuc fessos invocantes alma voce suscipis: nos exaudias tuae indigos clementiae. Fratres et sorores simus fessis aegrotantibus; ope tua gesserimus grave quod portant onus, offerentes hoc tuae debitum clementiae. Demus operam libentes (cor libens sit et manus) caritatis audientes consolationibus: offeramus hoc tuae debitum clementiae. Cum doloribus virtuti culpa tuae cesserit: omni vitio soluti, quos aerumna deprimit, iudicati tum tuae coeant clementiae. |