16. svibanj 2014 ob 15:46 | 78
Listen,smith of the heavens,
what the poet asks.
may softly come unto me
Your mercy.

So I call on thee
for you have created me.

I am the slave
You are my Lord.

God,I call on thee
to heal me.

Remember me,mild one
most we need thee.

Drive out,oh king of suns,
generous and great..

Every human sorrow
from the city of the heart.

Watch over me,mild one
most we need thee,
truly every moment
in the world of men.

Send us son of the virgin
good causes
all aid is from thee
in my heart.

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