An angel from the sky Swoops like an eagle Seizes the culprits hair In his strong fist And shakes him saying You must know what's legal For I am your good angel I insist Know you must cherish Without wry grimaces The poor, deformed, blockheaded, sick, and vile And thus unroll For Christ's triumphal paces The carpet of your charity in style For such is love! Before your heart grows dim Light up your heart from God and burn for him That is the true delight that lasts for ever That is the true delight that lasts for ever The angel, by his love Filled with more ardour With giant fists belabors him the harder The damned soul Always answers I will never