TESTO DEL LIED

"Thou knowest Lord"
di anonimo

Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts;
shut not thy merciful ears unto our pray'r;
But spare us, Lord most holy,
O God most mighty,
O holy and most merciful Saviour,
Thou most worthy Judge eternal,
Suffer us not at our last hour
for any pains of death to fall from Thee.
Amen.

Man that is born of a woman
hath but a short time to live,
and is full of misery.
He cometh up, and is cut down like a flow'r;
he flee'th as it were a shadow,
and ne'er continueth in one stay.

In the midst of life we are in death:
of whom may we seek for succour,
but of Thee, O Lord,
who for our sins are justly displeased?
Yet, O Lord most mighty,
O holy, and most merciful Saviour,
deliver us not into the bitter pains of eternal death.

Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts;
shut not thy merciful ears unto our pray'rs;
but spare us, Lord most holy,
O God most mighty,
O holy and most merciful Saviour,
Thou most worthy Judge eternal,
Suffer us not at our last hour,
for any pains of death to fall away from Thee.