O Jesus, our adorable Saviour, here present in the Blessed Sacrament, behold us prostrate at Thy feet, imploring Thy mercy for ourselves and for the souls of all the faithful departed. Vouchsafe to apply to us the infinite merits of Thy Passion, on which we are now about to meditate. Grant that whilst we trace this path of sighs and tears, our hearts may be so touched with contrition and repentance, that we may be ready to embrace with joy all the crosses and sufferings and humiliations of this our life and pilgrimage.
Let us renew our intention of gaining all the indulgences attached to the Stations of the Cross, and of offering them up for the souls in Purgatory.
Stabat mater dolorósa
juxta Crucem lacrimósa,
dum pendébat Fílius.
Cuius ánimam geméntem,
contristántem et doléntem
pertransívit gládius.
O quam tristis et afflícta
fuit illa benedícta,
mater Unigéniti!
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 pass’d.
Oh, how sad and sore distress’d
Was that Mother highly blest
Of the sole-begotten One!
Jubilee 2025 