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Jesus Meets His Mother We adore You O Christ and we bless
You, Because by Your
Holy Cross You have
redeemed the world.
The angel of the Lord brought tidings to
Mary
Be it unto me according to Your word And by the Holy Spirit she conceived a son Be it unto me according to Your will And a sword will peirce your own soul too Be it unto me according to Your will My Son, my scourged and beaten precious Son, why are they doing this to You? Because it is My Father's will Then be it unto both of us according to His will. |
| Lord
Jesus, when I look at the Cross in
my Pocket remind me of the faithful devotion of Your most holy
blessed mother as she watched her beloved Son suffer. Helpless to
prevent it, but faithfully trusting in God's will. |