Giovan Battista Pergolesi (1710 - 1736) - Stabat Mater Dolorosa Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Stood the Mother of Sorrows

Stood the Mother of Sorrows
in tears at the Cross
on which the Son hung.
A sword pierced.
his groaning, grieved
and sore soul.
O how sad and afflicted
was that holy Mother
of the Only Begotten Son!
How saddened and hurt
the pious Mother
seeing the pains of the glorious Son.
Who is the man, who would not weep,
whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ's dear Mother to behold?
She saw her tender Child,
hang in desolation,
till His spirit forth sent.
O Mother! fount of love!
let me feel the strength of your pain,
so I can cry with you.
Make my heart blaze
in the loving of Christ, the Lord,
so that I may please Him.
Holy Mother, do it,
the crucified Christ's sores
hard print in my hearth
Make me bear the death of Christ,
Make me share His Passion,
and His wounds remember.
Make me be afflicted with those wounds
And intoxicated with this Cross
and blood of Your Son.
That I am not burned by the flames,
that I am, O Virgin, defended by you
in the Judgment Day.
When body will die,
may the soul get
the Paradise’s glory.
Amen.
 
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