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FOR DECEASED FRIENDS.
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Each secret sin shall here be known. Quidquid latet, apparebit.
All must their shame confess their own. Nil inultum remanebit.
Ah, wretched! what shall I then say, Quid sum, miser! tunc dicturus,
What patron find, my fears t'allay, Quem patronum rogaturus,
When even the just shall dread that day? Cum vix justus sit securus?
Thou mighty, formidable King! Rex tremendæ majestatis!
Of mercy uuexhausted spring! Qui salvandos salvas gratis!
Save me! O save! and comfort bring. Salva me fons pietatis.
Remember what my ransom cost; Recordare Jesu pie,
Let not my dear-bought soul be lost. Quod sum causa tuæ viæ;
In storms of guilty terrors tost. Ne me perdas illa die.
In search of me why feel such pain; Quærens me, sedisti lassus:
Why on thy cross such pangs sustain, Redemisti, crucem passus,
If now those sufferings must be vain? Tantus labor non sit casus.
Avenging Judge, whom all obey, Juste Judex ultionis,
Cancel my debt, too great to pay, Donum fac remissionis
Before the sad accounting day. Ante diem rationis.