’Twill work your soul’s eternal woe.”
When he had finished his repast,
They took his hands to tie them fast;
When Haslibacher said:
“Pray, Lorenz, listen to my plea,
And leave my hands from fetters free.
“I’m ready now and do rejoice,
That you have let me have my choice
To die and pass from hence.
But Lord, show mercy unto them,