Our Lady Of Sorrows

Has ever there been sorrow such as yours–
A sinless sorrow weeps for promised land—
As all creation with your tears endures
Your suff’ring, as with Him you take your stand?

Your heart within His sinless heart there dies,
And you His Body hold in loving arms;
Then through the night your heart in His grave lies—
Awaits the dawn’s escape from Satan’s harm.

And when light comes, the stone is rolled away
As sorrow in your heart is raised in joy,
For your Son has our sin and death here slayed,
And we eternal life will now enjoy.

You, Lady, with your sorrow raised now bow
With us before your Son’s eternal now.