Pray

For my guardian trinity
I raise up the truth, that bitter and hasty nation

Terrible and dreadful: their judgement and their dignity
Shall proceed of themselves
Thou art of more pure eyes than to behold their thoughts
And cannot look on iniquity o Lord!
Wherefore lookest thou upon them
That deal treacherously

Give ear unto my prayer
Father, I have called upon thee (listen to me!)
Incline thine ear unto me!
Give ear unto my prayer, my prayer!

Behold ye among the plebe:
For I will not work his task in your days
Hold not thy joy when the wicked devoureth
The man that is more righteous, righteous
Righteous than he?

Give ear unto my prayer
Father, I have called upon thee (listen to me)
Incline thine ear unto me!
Give ear unto my prayer, my prayer!

Granter of our flesh, Muse of our minds
Granter of our lives, dominion of our decadence
O mighty Lord, O mighty Father
We pray to thee