Imagine the Pains of the Cross -- Rev. Francis Ating


Rev. Francis Ating

A Tree that stands among trees.
The Cross of salvation.
The Calvary made tree for thieves.
On which the Saviour hanged.

A pulpit of love unmerited.
On it His blood was shed.
Man's redeeming tree.
On which the Saviour hanged.

He glows and melts.
His pains and sorrows, her mother bears.
The blood swelling, Veronica wipes.
The sword lanced while on this gibbet.
On which the saviour hanged.

Oh, the sadness and soreness.
The mother is highly sorrowed.
A word of words she utters not.
Tree of love of welded her lips.
On which the saviour hanged.

Beneath, behold the pangs the Cyrene came.
The emblem of torment he embraced.
The cross was a tree so great.
On which the saviour hanged.

For shameful thieves, a tree was fashioned.
For love of tepid children, he took the shame.
The tree has become the emblem of salvation.
on which the Saviour hanged.

Our Saviour

A tree that stands among trees.
The deathbed of our lover.
Hands outstretched for nails fastened.
The hammer kissed deeper.
Agony exploded like thunder blast.
On which the Saviour hanged.

On the Cross,
Water and blood gushed forth.
His side was pierced.
With cruelty his inner garment was torn.
Imagine the pains of Cross
On which the Saviour hanged.
All these that man may be saved

Stay with thee, by cross.
It is a tree that stands among trees.
There to weep and pray.
For sight beatific vision.
Where the cross would become,
A rose of sanctity.

Rev. Francis Ating

4 comments:

  1. Food for the soul. Rev. Francis has prepared.; Let's imagine this great torture on the cross; the code of our existence. The reason for our living.

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  2. Thanks Rev. Francis for sharing

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