Re-echo now my wail of hopeless grief!
In mercy shine upon my endless woe,
Great Sun! from whom all life and light outflow.
Here crouches Aac, alone from age to age—
Absorb me now, my wretchedness assuage!
Remorse, to thee I said, ‘Return no more’—
Thou shalt not stay to goad me as before!
O Light Eternal! bid this mem’ry die
While penitent upon the ground I lie.
Tho’ long the years of anguish I have spent,