Suffering JESUS, I behold You stripped of
Thy garments, thy old wounds renewed, and new ones added to the old. I
behold You naked in the presence of thousands, exposed to the inclemency
of the weather; cold, trembling from head to foot, insulted by the
blasphemous derision of the spectators. Strip, O mangled Lamb of God, my
heart of [attachments to]the world and its deceitful affections. Divest
my soul of its habits of sensual indulgence. Let me [give up] cup of
pleasure, that I may dash it with contempt from my lips, and through
Christian mortification arrive at Thy never fading glory. Amen, Jesus.
Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be..., Etc. ...
Jesus Christ crucified, have mercy on us!
O Queen of angels, how thy heart did bleed
To see thy Son stripped naked here indeed,
And to the vile and cruel throng exposed,
Who round Him now in furious hatred closed. |