Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world,
dona eis requiem.
grant them rest.

Man that is born of a woman
.,.hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery.
He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower;
he fleeth as it were a shadow.

Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world,
dona eis requiem.
grant them rest.

In the midst of life, we are in death:
of whom may we seek for succour?

Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi.
Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world,
dona eis requiem.
grant them rest.

I am the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord:
he that believeth in me, though he were dead,
.,.yet shall he live:
and whosoever liveth and believeth in me
.,.shall never die.

(Lyrics excerpted from his Requiem, an orchestral work. Hear a clip here. I confess I acquired a taste for requiem masses when I had end stage liver disease.)