Earth and heaven his cause forsaking,
Now his noble heart is breaking,
Now the labouring breath is still.
5. Eia mater, fons amoris,
Me sentire vim doloris
Fac, ut tecum lugeam;
Fac, ut ardeat cor meum
In amando Christum Deum,
Ut sibi complaceam.
5. Mother, fount whence love flows truest,