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Апостоле Петре, граби своје кључе,
Раја достојни на вратима туче.

Колоквијум с оцима црквеним ће тамо
Показати међу догматима, само

Георгије нека о томе прозбори,
Са душманима како се ја борих.

Свети Антоније може потврдити,
Да плоти нисам могао смирити.

Па и свете Цецилије уста
Прошаптаће да је душа моја чиста.

Рајски вртови снили су се мени,
И између грана плодови румени,

Снивах светлост анђеоског гласа,
Оносветске природе чудеса.

Ти бар знадеш да јутарње сање
Дати су нама као предсказање.

Петре Апостоле, ако одем сада
Шта да чиним одбачен сред ада?
Љубав ће моја адски лед растопит,
А огањ адски суза моја шкропит.

Пред тобом ће ево тамни серафиме
Стати ко заступник а у моје име.

Не чекај већ брже граби своје кључе,
Достојни раја у двер твоју туче.

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