The Cross Her Station Keeping |
From the Latin, 12th cent., translated by Richard Mant, 1533, and Edward Caswall, 1849, cento
The cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where he hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereaved, Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, Felt the sharp and piercing sword.
2. O how sad and sore distressed | 3. Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep?
4. For his people's sin chastised, |
5. Jesus, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion Fount of love, Redeemer kind That my heart fresh ardour gaining And a purer love attaining May with thee acceptance find. |