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...
Savor Your pain
I can see...
Is not of Light...
Cast me to be
One and free.
Let me suffer
Cross with You
Bearing It with
Faith and care
Woeful limbs
Kiss Your Body
Marred by sin...
Lord, let me daily
Taste Your pain
Love is there...
Pain me...
Cleanse me...
To abide unstained,
Safe and sainted
In Your reign...
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