other translations - Perry

II. O how sad and afflicted
was that blessed mother
of the only-begotten,

who mourned and grieved,
seeing and bearing the torment
of her glorious child.

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III. Quis est homo qui non fleret,
Matrem Christi si videret
In tanto supplicio?

Quis non posset contristari,
Christi Matrem contemplari
Dolentem cum Filio?

III. Who is it that would not weep,
seeing Christ’s mother
in such agony?

Who could not feel compassion
on beholding the holy mother
suffering with her son?

IV. Pro peccatis suae gentis
Vidit Iesum in tormentis,
Et flagellis subditum.

Vidit suum dulcem natum
Moriendo desolatum
Dum emisit spiritum.

IV. For the sake of his peoples' sins,
she saw Jesus tormented,
and subjected to whips.

She saw her sweet child
die desolate,
as he gave up his spirit.

V. Eja Mater, fons amoris!
Me sentire vim doloris
Fac, ut tecum lugeam.

Fac, ut ardeat cor meum
In amando Christum Deum
Ut sibi complaceam.

V. O mother, fountain of love,
make me feel the power of sorrow,
that I may grieve with you.

Grant that my heart may burn
in the love of Christ my God,
that I may greatly please him.

VI. Sancta Mater, istud agas,
Crucifixi fige plagas
Cordi meo valide.

Tui nati vulnerati,
Tam dignati pro me pati,
Poenas mecum divide.

VI. Holy mother, make
the wounds of the Crucifixion
in my own heart.

Let me share the pain
of your own wounded son
who chose to suffer so much for me.

VII. Fac me tecum, pie, flere,
Crucifixo condolere,
Donec ego vixero.

Juxta crucem tecum stare,
Et me tibi sociare
In planctu desidero.

VII. Let me weep with you, O pious one,
and show compassion for the crucified
as long as I live.

I wish to stand with you next to the Cross
and to be your companion
in lamentation.

VIII. Virgo virginum praeclara,
Mihi jam non sis amara
Fac me tecum plangere.

Fac, ut portem Christi mortem
Passionis fac consortem,
Et plagas recolere.

VIII. Most illustrious virgin of virgins,
Do not be harsh with me,
allow me to weep with you.

Grant that I might bear
the suffering and death of Christ,
and receive his wounds.

IX. Fac me plagis vulnerari,
Fac me cruce inebriari,
Et cruore Filii.

Inflammatus et accensus
Per te, Virgo, sim defensus
In die iudicii.

IX. Wound me with his wounds,
make me drunk with the Cross
and the blood of your son.

Burning and on fire,
let me be defended by you, O Virgin,
on the Day of Judgment.

X. Fac me cruce custodiri,
morte Christe praemuniri
confoveri gratia;

Quando corpus morietur,
Fac, ut animae donetur
Paradisi gloria.

X. May I be guarded by the cross,
protected by Christ’s death,
nurtured by grace;

When my body dies,
let my soul be given
the glory of paradise.