Text Box: 0 my heart so cold why do you not burn? With fervor and zeal why do you not yearn? Jesus loves you so buying you dearly, Shed His Blood freely. Boundless love for men drives Him to the Cross. His arms embrace it; His strength suffers loss. Exhausted and faint, beneath its burden Thrice He falls laden. As they reach the hill, infamously sought Docile to captors He yields to their plot. His hand and His feet to the cross they nail; The scorned King they hail.

Sweet nails and sweet wood,

free the Crucified,

Who for us Sinners

so unjustly died.

His sacred Body,

we to rest will lay

On this mournful day.

 

Let my heart of stone,

smitten be with grief,

0 my sweet Jesus,

cure my unbelief.

I’m sorry, Jesus

for offending You.

My God, I love You

 

Let praise and honor

be to You, 0 Lord,

For Your cross, passion

wounds, death, 0 dear Lord.

All this You suffered

for our salvation.

God of Creation.

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