My Master, you heard my groaning.\par My sighs are not hidden from you.\par
Lord, you heard what poor people want.\par Listen to their prayers\par and do what they ask!\par
And he will hear the prisoner’s prayers.\par He will free the people\par who were condemned to die.\par
Because of my sadness, I am losing weight. {\cf2\super [537]} \par
Lord, all night I prayed to you.\par My bed is wet from my tears.\par Tears are dripping from my bed.\par I am weak from crying to you.\par
Nathanael asked, “How do you know me?”
But now we are tired of this body. We want God to give us our heavenly home.