John Brownlie (trans.) · 86 of 89
O God, most good, forget me not
Χριστός μου δύναμις.
I O God, most good, forget me not— Nor from Thy servant turn away— Who to the night of death hast brought My fearful soul this awful day.
II Hear Thou my prayer, O God of , Who every receives; From memory let my tears efface, The sin for which my spirit grieves.
III O ye, my kinsfolk, brethren, friends, Your weeping mingle with mine own; My soul the dire behest attends, And wings its flight from earth alone.
IV Now none can save, and nought can aid: Be Thou mine aid, O Christ my God, Lest I for evermore be laid, Beneath the all-avenging rod.
