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Jesus Meets His Blessed Mother
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Kneel
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Presider:
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We adore you, O Christ, and we praise
you.
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All:
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Because by your holy cross you have
redeemed the world.
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Arise
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Presider:
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Still burdened with his cross, and wounded
yet more by his fall, Jesus proceeds on his way. He
is met by his mother. What a meeting must that have
been! What a sword of anguish must have pierced that
Mother's bosom! What must have been the compassion of
the Son for his holy Mother!
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O Jesus, by the compassion which
you did feel for your Mother, have compassion on us
and give us a share in her intercession. O Mary, most
afflicted Mother, intercede for us, that through the
sufferings of your Son, we may be delivered from the
wrath to come.
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Reader:
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Rejoice with Jerusalem, and be glad
because of her, all you who love her. As nurslings,
you shall be carried in her arms, and fondled in her
lap. As a mother comforts her son, so will I comfort
you.
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All:
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You will weep and mourn while the world
rejoices, but your grief will be turned into joy.
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All sing:
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Christ above in torment hangs,
She beneath beholds the pangs,
Of her dying glorious Son.
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Station 3
