Come my sleep
To me visit.
Angel of death
Thy scythe keep,
And whisper a song
A melody,
To heart of mine
Mind lulled by.
Sweet songs from the
Labyrinth,
Exudos of men,
Flight of birds!
Angel of God
Be at my side,
At my sleep Lord
Be my guide,
Forever keep me
As Your child.
(3-25/03. 1: 45pm)
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