Mary Magdalene - Мария Магдалина

She came in deep repentance,

And knelt down at his feet

Who can change the sorrow into joy.

The bitter into sweet.

She had cast away her jewels

And her rich attire,

And her breast was filled with a holy shame,

And her heart with a holy fire.

Her tears were more precious

Than her precious pearls –

Her tears that fell upon His feet

As she wiped them with her curls.

Her youth and her beauty

Were budding to the prime;

But she wept for the great transgression,

The sin of other time.

Trembling betwixt hope and fear,

She sought the King of Heaven,

Forsook the evil of her ways,

Loved much, and was forgiven.

Опустилась коленно-каменно

Перед Богом - и так осталась.

Он вину превращал в раскаянье,

Горечь в сладость.

Разорвала - сняла - отринула

Прежний жемчуг.

Ощутила в груди - горит она -

Огнь зажженный.

Омывала слезами - винами

Ступни Божьи.

Вытирала волос лавиною

Осторожно.

Молодая была, пуховая,

Записная.

Причитала - стезю греховную

Проклинала.

Между ужасом и надеждою

Побрела.

Потеряла дорогу прежнюю -

Иисусову - обрела.