by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Hujus omnes ad electi colligentur...
Language: Latin
Available translation(s): ENG
Hujus omnes ad electi colligentur dexteram,
pravi pavent a sinistris hoedi velut fetidi.
'Ite' dicet rex a dextris 'regnum caeli sumite,
pater vobis quod paravit ante omne saeculum;
Karitate qui fraterna me juvistis pauperem,
karitatis nunc mercedem reportate divites.'
Laeti dicent 'Quando, Christe, pauperem te vidimus?
te, rex magne, vel egentem miserati fuimus?'
Magnus illis dicet judex 'Cum juvistis pauperes,
panem, domum, vestem dantes, me juvistis humilem.'
Nec tardabit a sinistris loqui justus arbiter
'In Gehennae maledicti flammas hinc discedite;
'Obsecrantem me audire despexistis mendicum,
nudo vestem non dedistis, neglexistis languidum.'
Peccatores dicent 'Christe, quando te vel pauperem,
te, rex magne, vel infirmum contemnentes sprevimus?'
Quibus contra judex altus 'Mendicanti quamdiu
opem ferre neglexistis me sprevistis improbi.'
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His right hand the chosen ones shall...
Language: English  after the Latin
His right hand the chosen ones shall near,
while at his left, foul sinners quake in fear.
"Into heaven," says the King, "O few!
Assume the realm long preordained for you!
"Kind you were when I was poor and ill;
your charity shall reap its stipend still."
"Lord!" the joyful cry, "When did we heed
you --- poor, great King, or shivering in need?"
"Many were the poor you helped; your food
and clothes and lodging did sustain your God!"
Now the Judge turns brusquely to the rest:
"To hell, you damned, and burn until the last!
"Open-handed, once, I begged for food,
but you gave nothing, naked though I stood!"
Penitent, the sinners' voices ring,
"When did we spurn thee, poor and sick, great King?"
Quickly then the Judge replies: "Deny
a beggar help, you fools, and you spurn me!"
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This text was added to the website: 2012-11-29
Line count: 18
Word count: 141