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THE THIRTEENTH STATION.
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Adoramus, &c. |
We adore Thee, &c. |
Jesus is laid in the arms of his Blessed Mother.
The multitudes have left the heights of Calvary, and none remain, save the beloved disciple and the holy women, who, at the foot of the cross, are striving to stem the grief of Christ's inconsolable Mother, when Joseph of Aramathea and Nicodemus unfasten the body of her divine Son, and deposit it in her arms.
Oh Thou, whose grief was boundless as an ocean that hath no limits, Mary, Mother of God, forgive me the injuries which I have inflicted upon thee, and compassionate the wounds of my soul, as thou didst compassionate the wounds of thy dear Son. Be thou also a Mother and show thyself a Mother to me.
The Act of Contrition. Page 17.
