Kyrie Eleison

Woe is me

I am a wretch

I sin in threes

Spoiled fruit lay scattered around my tree

My blossom is deceitful

My soil is quicksand

I am shy of repentance

Of thy great mercy, O Lord, grant me this grace. May the merits of Thy son obtain for me that which I ask of Thee. My God, be mindful of Thy promises, and hear my prayer.
— Lorenzo Scupoli
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