Added Monday 23rd February 2009
- With Thy sweet care before me I will lie
Naked and weak, emptied of all my pride,
As open to remorse as I should be
Who crowned Thy sacred head and pierced Thy side. - Thus, here I kneel enhumbled and en-ashed
With the same palm that spoke my treachery,
Shrunken yet shrouded in my self regard
Frightened of Thy tormentor I would see. - Yet with thy naked wounds before my face,
I shall my passions flay, my lusts expose,
To grow as helpless as the manger babe
And bleed with Thee beneath our common cross.
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