o mors auritis iam mitis legibus, o mors surda prius, iam docta sequi quodcumque iubetur, cui tantum de te licuit? convicta fatere esse Deum, solus qui me tibi praeripit, Iesum.
O Death, grown gentle now, and whose authority listens to orders, Death that wert aforetime deaf, but now hast been taught to obey command, to whom has such power over thee been given? Confess in thy defeat that Jesus, who alone saves me from thy hands, is God.
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