Abyss of Grief
By C. Crochet How silent and how sad,That moment of grief,When the Virgin most pure and sweetHeld the disfigured body of her Son.Those pierced hands, those wounded feet.O, abyss of grief! At the cross she made a prayerThat she would die and He be spared.Alas, He did not hear her prayer,So now He’s dead and […]
