Rex tremendae majestatis,
Qui salvandos salvas gratis,
Salva me, fons pietatis.
Ingemisco tamquam reus :
Culpa rubet vultus meus :
Supplicanti parce, Deus.
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sibylla.
O king of dreadful majesty,
Who grantest grace and mercy free,
Grant mercy now and grace to me.
I groan beneath the guilt which thou
Canst read upon my blushing brow,
But spare O God thy suppliant now.
That day of wrath and grief and shame,
Shall fold the world in sheeted flame,
As David’s psalm and Sibyl’s songs proclaim.
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