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hy didst Thou bring me forth out of the womb? Would to God I had been consumed, that eye might not see me. I had been as if I were not, translated from the womb to the grave. Shall not the fewness of my days be shortly ended? Suffer me then that I may a little lament my sorrows; before I go, and return not, unto the dark land, that is covered with the mist of death, a land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death and no order, but everlasting horror, inhabits.

R. Deliver me, O Lord, from the ways of hell, Who hast broken the brazen gates, and hast visited hell, and hast given light to them, that they may behold Thee. * Who were in the pains of darkness.

V. Crying, and saying: Thou art come, O our Redeemer. * Who were in the pains of darkness.

V. Grant them eternal rest, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine on