O anguish!
Here the tormented heart trembles.
How it sinks! How his face turns pale!
What is the cause of all these torments?
The judge leads him before the tribunal.
There is no comfort, no one to help him.
Ah! My sins have struck you down.
He suffers all the torments of hell.
He must pay for others' depredations.
Alas, Lord Jesus, it is I who have caused your suffering.
Ah, if only my love, my salvation,
Could reduce or help you to bear
Your trembling and your despair
How gladly I would remain here!
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