WLP Choir - At the Cross Her Station Keeping

Kishore Kumar Hits — WLP Choir - At the Cross Her Station Keeping lyrics

Artist: WLP Choir

album: Catholic Treasures I: Classics for Feasts and Seasons

At the cross her station keeping
Stood the mournful Mother weeping
Close to Jesus to the last
Through her heart, his sorrow sharing
All his bitter anguish bearing
Now at length the sword has passed
O how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother highly blest
Of the sole begotten One
Christ above in torment hangs
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying, glorious Son
Is there one who would not weep?
Whelmed in miseries so deep
Christ's dear Mother to behold
Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain
In that Mother's pain untold
Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled
She beheld her tender Child
All with bloody scourges rent
For the sins of His own nation
Saw Him hang in desolation
Till His spirit forth He sent
O sweet Mother, font of love
Touch my spirit from above
Make my heart with yours accord
Make me feel as you have felt
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ, my Lord
Holy Mother, pierce me through
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified
Let me share with you His pain
Who for all our sins was slain
Who for me in torment died
Let me mingle tears with thee
Mourning him who mourned for me
All the days that I may live
By the cross with you to stay
There with you to weep and pray
This I ask of you to give

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