Oh God, before Thee on my knees
I fall in hopelessness of my soul!
The chain's ring is squeezing
and suffocating me,
The mark of a wound from sombre
fetters, restrain the freedom of
my soul...
Dreadfully dark is this night,
gloriously in the Tabernacle You dwell,
commanding troops of angels
for ever and ever...
Send me help,
give me an elixir,
so I can walk loyally on the path
that leads me to paradise in heaven...
Full of thorns and vain hopes
are the paths
that today are failings of mankind,
gazing onto your almightiness,
I shall break the fetters
of my soul
and banish the darkness
and fear into infinity...
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