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onfutatis
maledictis, flammis acribus addictis, voca me cum benedictis. Oro supplex et acclinis, cor
contritum quasi cinis, gere curam mei finis. |
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When the accursed have been confounded And given over to the bitter
flames, Call me with the blessed. I pray in supplication on my knees. My heart contrite as
the dust, Safeguard my fate. |
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Lacrymosa
dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla judicandus homo reus. Huic ergo parce Deus, pie Jesu
Domine, dona eis requiem! Amen!
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Mournful that day When from the dust shall rise Guilty man to be judged.
Therefore spare him, O God. Merciful Jesu, Lord Grant them rest. |
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