Text Box: Jesus, whose holy Face was spattered with filthy spittle by the savage ruffians. My Jesus, I love you. Jesus, whom Peter in dread and fear cowardly denied thrice before the servants. My Jesus, I love you. Jesus, dragged roughly by armed soldiers before Pilate’s court like a wretch and outlaw. My Jesus, I love you.

Jesus,

whom Herod and his puppets

ridiculed and mocked

with scorn and derision.

My Jesus, I love you.

 

Jesus,

who for sport and for mockery

clad in a bright robe.

was sent back to Pilate.

My Jesus, I love you.

 

Jesus,

chained to the pillar of stone

most cruelly beaten

lashed, scourged with no mercy.

My Jesus, I love you.

The Soul’s Lament