Hymns of the Christian Church.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.
Thomas A. Celano. Tr. J. OHagand. 1275
Latin HymnsDies Iræ, Dies Illa
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Gives to flame this earthly dwelling;
Psalm and Sibyl thus foretelling.
When the judge mankind assembling,
Probeth all beyond dissembling.
Shall the trumpet force obedience,
And the graves yield up their legions.
Thus to see the creature quicken,
Waiting judgment terror-stricken.
Stands the book from whence awarded
Doom shall pass with deed accorded.
All things hid shall find confession,
Unavenged be no transgression.
Who my patron interceding?
Scarce the just securely speeding.
Saving grace dost freely render;
Save me, fount of pity tender.
Caused, O pitying Lord, thy mission;
Spare my soul that day’s perdition.
Me to save, the cross was tasted,
Be not toil so mighty wasted.
Grant the gift of absolution
Ere the day of restitution.
Inmost guilt my face suffuses;
Heal, O Lord, thy suppliant’s bruises.
Thou who broughtst the thief to heaven,
Hope to me hast also given.
Yet, in ruth, my soul deliver
From the flame that burns for ever.
Severed from the goats embrace me;
On thy right-hand, ransomed, place me.
Lie with wrathful fire surrounded,
May my call to bliss be sounded.
All my heart contrition rending;
I implore thee, guard my ending.
When, from earthly dust returning,
Spare him, God, for his repentance.
Grant them rest, thy rest unending.