Sunday, May 1, 2016

GOOD FRIDAY



When I look at you hung on the cross
Never I waver from my faithful path, that
Thee had shown the heart in righteousness and purity

I may shudder by my trembling hands, as
I look blood dripping down thy face
But,
To Ward off sinners from their thick sheath
I resurrect my being, anew
With compassion and kindness to them

When I look at you hung on the cross
Believe me, I also pine to be with you
To take a holy sip to my vision and mind:
Not to take guilt on the cross, but
To drain out body and the blood
Taking sins of all the sinners

I may mumble in quietude
The pain of your heart, but
My rosary will count eternity
Casting humble glance

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