Oh God, before Thee on my knees
          I fall in hopelessness of my soul!
          The chain's ring is squeezing
          and suffocating me,
          
          The mark of a wound from sombre
          fetters, restrain the freedom of
          my soul...
          
          Dreadfully dark is this night,
          gloriously in the Tabernacle You dwell,
          commanding troops of angels
          for ever and ever...
          
          Send me help,
          give me an elixir,
          so I can walk loyally on the path
          that leads me to paradise in heaven...
          
          Full of thorns and vain hopes
          are the paths
          that today are failings of mankind,
          gazing onto your almightiness,
          I shall break the fetters
          of my soul
          and banish the darkness
          and fear into infinity...
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