The Fifth Sorrowful Mystery

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The Cross

The darkness gathers in to form a shroud

o'er Zion's peak and all surrounding lands.

The crowd is quiet now that once was loud;

they see themselves in nails that pierce his hands.

The rasping breath of Christ comes with much pain,

but joy is still emblazoned on his face,

for he will see his Father once again

and open up a route for Adam's race.

Oh, ecce Agnus Dei, Christ the Lord!

who kindles hope for all who dwell on earth.

As blood and water round the lance are poured

He paves the way in death for a new birth.

Reject you now your sin, the source of strife;

come share with Him a death that leads to life.