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