Dies irae, dies illa
solvet saeclum in favilla,
teste David cum Sybilla.Quantus tremor est futurus,
quando judex est venturus,
cuncta stricte discussurus.Tuba mirum spargens sonum
per sepulchra regionum,
coget omnes ante thronum.Mors stupebit et natura,
cum resurget creatura,
judicanti responsura.Liber scriptus proferetur,
in quo totum continetur,
unde mundus judicetur.Judex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit,
nil inultum remanebit.Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
Quem patronum rogaturus,
cum vix justus sit securus?Rex tremendae majestatis,
qui salvandos salvas gratis,
salva me, fons pietatis.Recordare Jesu pie,
quod sum causa tuae viae,
ne me perdas illa die.Quaerens me sedisti lassus,
redemisti crucem passus,
tantus labor non sit cassus.Juste judex ultionis,
donum fac remissionis
ante diem rationis.Ingemisco tanquam reus,
culpa rubet vultus meus,
supplicanti parce, Deus.Qui Mariam absolvisti,
et latronem exaudisti,
mihi quoque spem dedisti.Preces meae non sunt dignae,
sed tu, bonus, fac benigne,
ne perenni cremer igne.Inter oves locum praesta,
et ab hoedis me sequestra,
statuens in parte dextra.Confutatis maledictis,
flammis acribus addictis,
voca me cum benedictis.Oro supplex et acclinis,
cor contritum quasi cinis,
gere curam mei finis.Lacrimosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favillajudicandus homo reus -
Huic ergo parce, Deus.Pie Jesu Domine,
dona eis requiem.Amen.
The day of wrath, that day
which will reduce the world to ashes,
as foretold by David and the Sybil.What terror there will be,
when the Lord will come
to judge all rigorously!The trumpet, scattering a wondrous sound
among the graves of all the lands,
will assemble all before the Throne.Death and Nature will be astounded
when they see a creature rise again
to answer to the Judge.The book will be brought forth
in which all deeds are noted,
for which humanity will answer.When the judge will be seated,
all that is hidden will appear,
and nothing will go unpunished.Alas, what will I then say?
To what advocate shall I appeal,
when even the just tremble?O king of redoutable majesty,
who freely saves the elect,
save me, o fount of piety!Remember, merciful Jesus,
that I am the cause of your journey,
do not lose me on that day.You wearied yourself in finding me.
You have redeemed me through the cross.
Let not such great efforts be in vain.O judge of vengeance, justly
make a gift of your forgiveness
before the day of reckoning.I lament like a guilty one.
My faults cause me to blush,
I beg you, spare me.You who have absolved Mary,
and have heard the thief's prayer,
have also given me hope.My prayers are not worthy,
but you, o Good One, please grant freely
that I do not burn in the eternal fire.Give me a place among the sheep,
separate me from the goats
by placing me at your right.Having destroyed the accursed,
condemned them to the fierce flames,
Count me among the blessed.I prostrate myself, supplicating,
my heart in ashes, repentant;
take good care of my last moment!That tearful day,
when from the ashes shall rise againsinful man to be judged.
Therefore pardon him, o God.Merciful Lord Jesus,
give them rest.Amen.