Thursday, April 9, 2009

Ah, Holy Jesus

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, That man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted.
Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee. Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee; I crucified thee.
Lo, the good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man's atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God interceedeth.
For me, kind Jesus, was thine Incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and they life's oblation; Thy death of anguish and thy bitter Passion, For my salvation.
Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee, I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, Think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, Not my deserving.

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