Text Box: Jesus, for thirty silver pieces ungratefully sold by Judas the traitor. My Jesus, I love You. Jesus, downcast with sorrow and pain, longing anxiously death for man’s salvation. My Jesus, I love You. Jesus, in the dark Olive Garden shedding bloody sweat, accepting the Chalice. My Jesus, I love You.

Jesus,

snared slyly into cruel hands

by Judas traitor

ungrateful disciple.

My Jesus, I love You.

 

Jesus,

roughly bound by drugged hirelings

the rope, coarse and strong

tearing Your flesh sorely.

My Jesus, I love You.

 

Jesus,

jeered and scoffed by the rabble

before the mock-court

of the high-priest Annas.

My Jesus, I love You.

 

THE SOUL’s LAMENT