Rerum,
Deus, fons ómnium,
qui,
rebus actis ómnibus,
totíus
orbis ámbitum
censu
replésti múnerum,
Ac,
mole tanta cóndita,
tandem
quiétem díceris
sumpsísse,
dans labóribus
ut
nos levémur grátius:
Concéde
nunc mortálibus
deflére
vitæ crímina,
instáre
iam virtútibus
et
munerári prósperis,
Ut
cum treméndi iúdicis
horror
suprémus cœperit,
lætémur
omnes ínvicem
pacis
repléti múnere.
O God, the source of all, who, when all things
had been created, you filled completely the whole world with the
wealth of your gifts. And, when such an enormous mass had been created, at last
you decreed a time of rest be taken, graciously granted to laborers that we be
raised up. Grant now to mortal men that they may weep for the sins of life, strive
for the virtues, and be rewarded with prosperity. That when the final fear of
the terrible judge shall begin, each of us will rejoice to be filled with the
gift of peace.
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