Metanoia Songtext
von Epta Astera

I beseech thee for grace, I cry out with covered face
Sleepless lamentation ′neath the morning star
Against thee have I sinned, gone astray and sold your name
Mine iniquities before me ever are
Why dost thou hold off Christ, and denial paralyze
Who can stand before the righteous of command?
Born into Adam's seed, into filth and desperate need
And no power of will with which my soul to mend By my works I must fail, only reprobation′s will
Can I offer now thy mercy to arouse
Christ for his chosen hath, borne the way, the holy path
Ah, then shall thy soul be one that he avows
Take thou heed, O my soul, he may render yet thee whole
Him no other mayest thou thyself be trust
Thou art stone, thou art cold, yet for thy sake be thou bold
And espy that faith by which shall live the just