They say You met Your mother on Your Way.
The horrors and heartache of that moment.
Long ago a sword pierced her heart
But no angelic visitation or prophetic word would
have prepared her for this moment:
Her son walking towards His death.
You beheld Your mother,
she beheld the Lamb of God.
Your pain was hers;
Her pain was Yours.
We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you.
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.