The Phrygian Sibyl

(Sibila Frigia)

When blessed Christ perished, covered with wounds,
Stones and trees fractured, and the temple's canopy split in two,
Darkness shrouded the earth for three days,
The sun and the moon were both bathed in blood,
The heart of the world groaned in sorrow.
Many souls veiled themselves in flesh, and then,
After three days, they rose to heaven with Christ,
If any have done evil, then later they will suffer.