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The Dies Iræ.
16.
While the wicked are confounded,
Doom'd to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me! with Thy ſaints ſurrounded.
17.
Low I kneel, with heart ſubmiſſion;
See, like aſhes, my contrition;
Help me, in my laſt condition!
18.
Ah! that Day of tears and mourning!
From the duſt of earth returning,
Man for judgment muſt prepare him;
Spare! O God, in mercy, ſpare him!
Lord, who didſt our ſouls redeem,
Grant a bleſſed Requiem! Amen.
