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 The angel said: This is the world;

It would have been to ashes hurled,

Had not Christ shed His blood so free

To cleanse the world and ransom thee.

Although He died He lives again,

And with His Father now doth reign;

At His right hand He sits on high

And lives to all eternity.

He'll come again to judge the world;

The wicked ones they shall be hurled

Into the pit of discontent,

Where wicked fiends they do torment.

The righteous need not fear to die

For they shall be with Christ on high;

Although afflicted here on earth,

They will be happy after death.

Then by the hand he did me take,

And said: Poor drowsy soul, awake!

Being awakened from my sleep,

My heart was full; then I did weep.

To think my Christ so patiently

Did undergo such misery;

To free lost sinners from the grave

He shed His blood the world to save.

I hope this dream is for my good.

Lord Jesus with Thy precious blood

Wash all my heinous sins away

And make me fit for the last day.