Intercession

Set free Thy people, set free Thy servants,

Lighten Thine anger, Ruler most holy;

Look on their anguish, bitter their weeping,

Christ, in Thy mercy.

Thou art our Father, Master exalted,

We are Thy servants, Thou the Good Shepherd,

Bearing Thy token of blood and of crimson

Marked on our foreheads.

Deep in Thy hell who then shall confess Thee?

Yea, shall the dead give praise to Thy name?

Judge of our dread, Thy rod is of iron,

Spare us, we pray Thee.

Bring not so near to Thy people, Thy servants,

The cup of Thine anger, Thy merited wrath:

Lighten upon us Thine ancient compassion.

We cry. Do Thou hear!

Loosen, we pray Thee, our load of transgression.

Vouchsafe to keep us, Prince ever blessed.

Vanquish the shadow that darkens our spirits,

Light of the world.

Saint of all saints and king of all kingships,

Visit Thy people with Thy right hand.

Lift up the light of Thy countenance upon us,

Lord, or we perish.