O deus gloriosissime, misericors pater caelestis, Per benedictionem caeli, da nobis pacem, prosperitatem, et amorem concordem. From somewhere beyond sight, golden rain falls softly over me. Within this tower of stone, my body, frozen cold for so long, slowly begins to warm. I feel a power greater than human understanding. And from my lips, praise for the heavens flows without command. O deus gloriosissime, misericors pater caelestis, Per benedictionem caeli, da nobis pacem, prosperitatem, et amorem concordem. My freezing body, my heart tightened by fear— both loosen gently within your warmth. I feel your greatness, and surrender myself as though embraced by you. Though I cannot explain it, a quiet certainty remains— you are the one who loves me, the one who holds me close and grants me fortune. Filled with your blessing and your love, the will to live within me begins to take form. O deus gloriosissime, summe magnus, Sacra nostra, preces nostras, et dona tibi offerimus. Per benedictionem caeli, da nobis pacem, prosperitatem, et amorem concordem.
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