Crumbling in pain

1. We have come to you, our mother, broken in pain; You understand our suffering, (and) your face is turned towards us. ; ; 2. Our hearts are bleeding and our souls are weeping; The punishment of our sins is like a sea, help us to bear it. ; ; 3. In his righteous anger, your holy son is punishing us now; For our mother, our intercessor, raise your word. ; ; 4. Let your precious tears fall on the heart of your holy son; And so pray for us, our mother, the hope of us all. ; ; 5. Our seven-suffering mother, we know that you will hear; Your holy son, at your word, have mercy once more. ; ; 6. That if we too kneel before him in repentance, ; He will forgive our unfaithfulness and we will receive mercy. ; ; 7. When all bad people will love each other, ; Hand in hand, we will come to you in gratitude. ; ; 8. Then our happiness will look down with a smile, ; Peace will reign over the world, and life will shine upon us.