Alma Triste, Abatida - 261

Sad, dejected soul
Who is afraid to die
By a hair's breadth, your life
Could perish today
See in the seas and pains
A lighthouse pouring light
That fills you with praises
It's Jesus, yes, it's Jesus!

You who walk wavering
And who the world seduced
Come and follow, confident
He who redeemed you on the cross
For grace is not over
From the one who expired on the cross
Look, with love, still
To Jesus, yes, to Jesus!

There on the cross Jesus dying
Expiated your sins
Granting the Holy Spirit
He adorned His Church
All evil and suffering
Are already nailed to the cross
Oh, sublime deliverance
From Jesus, yes, from Jesus!

At Your feet, kind Jesus
I find peace, consolation!
You fill me with holy joy
And immense gratitude
I want constantly
To receive the pure light
That strongly emanates
From Jesus, yes, from Jesus!