Lord, let me feel Your pain
Only then, hope is there...
End all that is not of Truth
Humble me to know Your reign.
Let me wash Your wounds
With atoning tears
Caress gently woeful Head
Wipe Your Face aggrieved by sin.
Lord, let me savor Your pain
Only then, I can see...
End all that is not of Light
Cast me to be one and free.
Let me suffer cross with You
Bearing It with faith and care
Caress gently woeful limbs
Kiss Your Body marred by sin.
Lord, let me daily taste Your pain
Only then, love is there... pain me,
Cleanse me to abide unstained,
Safe and sainted in Your reign.
Recently published in 'Voice of Thunder: Footsteps to Light' by Dorothy K. Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.
Dorothy Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.
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