Friday, April 6, 2012

Good Friday

by Saint Thomas More
Consider well that both by night and day
While we most busily provide and care 
For our disport, our revel, and our play,
For pleasant melody and dainty fare,
Death stealeth on full slily; unaware
He lieth at hand and shall us all surprise,
We know not when nor where or in what wise.

When fierce temptations threat they soul with loss
Think of His passion and the bitter pain,
Think on the mortal anguish of the Cross,
Think on Christ's Blood let out at every vein,
Think of His Precious Heart all rent in twain;
For thy redemption think all this was wrought,
Nor be that lost which He so dearly sought.

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