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text of the Dies Irae
Dies irae, dies illa
solvet saeclum in favilla
teste David cum Sybilla
Dies irae, dies illa
Quantus tremor est futurus,
quando Judex est venturus
cuncta stricte discussurus. |
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Day of wrath and doom
impending,
David's word with Sibyl's blending
Heaven and earth in ashes ending
Day of wrath and doom impending
Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth
When from heaven the judge descendeth
On whose sentence all dependeth.
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Tuba mirum spargens
sonum
per sepulchra regionum,
coget omnes ante thronum
Mors stupebit et natura,
cum resurget creatura,
judicanti responsura. |
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Wondrous sound the
trumpet flingeth,
Through earth's espulchres it ringeth,
All before the throne it bringeth.
Death is struck and nature quaking,
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making. |
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Liber scriptus
proferetur,
in quo totum continetur,
unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo cum sedebit,
quidquid latet apparebit,
nil inultum remanebit. |
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Lo! the book exactly
worded,
Wherein all hath been recorded,
Thence shall judgement be awarded.
When the Judge his seat attaineth,
And each hidden deed arraigneth,
Nothing unavenged remaineth. |
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Quid sum miser tunc
dicturus?
Quem partonum rogaturus,
cum vix justus sit serucus? |
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What shall I, frail
man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing? |
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Rex tremendae
majestatis,
qui salvanos salvas gratias,
Salva me, fons pietatis. |
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King of majesty
tremendous,
Who dost free salvation send us,
Fount of pity, then befriend us. |
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Recordare, Jesu pie,
quod sum causa tuae viae;
ne me perdas illa die.
Quaerens me sedisti lassus,
redemisti crucem passus;
tantus labor non sit cassuc.
Juste Judex ultionis,
donum fac remissionis,
ante diem rationis. |
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Think, kind Jesu, my
salvation
Caused thy woundrous incarnation;
Leave me not to reprobation.
Faint and wary thou has sought me,
On the cross of suffering bought me,
Shall such grace be vainly brought me?
Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution,
Grant thy gift of absolution,
Ere that day of retribution. |
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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. |
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Guilty now I pour my
moaning,
All my shame with anguish owning;
Spare, o God, Thy suppliant groaning.
Through the sinful woman shriven,
Through the dying thief forgiven,
Thou to me a hope hast given.
Worthless are my prayers and sighing,
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,
Rescue me from fires undying.
With Thy favoured sheep o place me,
Not among the goats abase me,
But to Thy right hand upraise me. |
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Confutatis maledictis,
flammis acribus addictis,
voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
cor contritum quasi cinis
gere curam mei finis. |
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When the wicked are
confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me, with Thy saints sorrounded.
Low I kneel, with heart submission,
See, like ashes my contrition,
Help me in my last condition.
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Lacrymosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla,
judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce Deus.
Pie Jesu, Domine,
dona eis requiem.
Amen. |
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Ah, that day of tears
and mourning!
From the dust of earth returning,
Man for judgement must prepare him;
Spare, o god, in mercy spare him.
Lord, all pitying, Jesu blest,
Grant them Thine eternal rest.
Amen. |
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