If only I had the gift to see that which is hidden from ordinary men,
I would sing your praise forever, ohh thou that giveth life.
Send down thy glorious light to overwhelm my brain with power,
To vivify my sight, and make me a god amongst men.
So now the unknown I see, my wish granted.
Wait, wait, what gruesome death I behold,
My love, my friends, my father, my mother,
Their deaths I see, my heart so heavy.
What pain Is this, to know how they all die,
Without the power to stop it.
O thou that giveth godly sight,
Make haste and take away this sorrow from me.
Return to me that ordinary sight of men, that I may find peace within.
For this gift of sight, to gods they belong.