Hear my prayer, O Lady: and do not despise my supplications.
I am become sad in my thoughts: because the judgments of God have terrified
The darkness of death has overtaken me: and the fear of hell has invaded
But in solitude I will expect thy consolation: and in my chamber I will
wait for thy mercy.
Glorify thy arm and thy right hand: that our enemies may be prostrated by
Glory be to the Father, etc.