Stations of the Cross

Stabat Mater Stabat Mater dolorósa iuxta crucem lacrimósa, dum pendébat Fílius. Cuius ánimam geméntem, contristátam et doléntem pertransívit gládius. O quam tristis et afflícta fuit illa benedícta, mater Unigéniti! Quæ mærébat et dolébat, pia Mater, dum vidébat Nati poenas íncliti. Quis est homo qui non fleret, Matrem Christi si vidéret tanto supplício? Quis non posset contristári, piam Matrem contemplári doléntem cum Fílio? Pro peccátis suæ gentis vidit lesum in torméntis, et flagéllis súbditum. Vidit suum dulcem Natum moriéndo desolátum, dum emísit spíritum. Eia, Mater, fons amóris me sentíre vim dolóris fac, ut tecum lúgeam. Fac ut árdeat cor meum in amándo Christum Deum, ut sibi compláceam. Sancta Mater, istud agas, Crucifíxi fige plagas cordi meo válide. Tui Nati vulneráti, tam dignáti pro me pati, poenas mecum divide. Fac me tecum pie flere, Crucifíxo condolére, donec ego víxero. Iuxta crucem tecum stare, ac me tibi sociáre in planctu desídero. Virgo vírginum præclára, mihi iam non sis amára, fac me tecum plángere. Fac ut portem Christi mortem, passiónis fac me sortem, et plagas recólere. Fac me plagis vulnerári, cruce hac inebriári, et cruóre Filii. Flammis urar succénsus, per te, Virgo, sim defénsus in die iudícii. Fac me cruce custodíri, morte Christi præmuníri, confovéri grátia. Quando corpus moriétur, fac ut ánimæ donétur Paradísi glória.

First Station Jesus is Condemned to Death V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Second Station Jesus Takes up His Cross V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Third Station Jesus Falls for the First Time V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Fourth Station Jesus Meets His Blessed Mother V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Fifth Station Simon of Cyrene Helps Jesus Carry His Cross V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Sixth Station Veronica Wipes the Face of Jesus V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Seventh Station Jesus Falls for the Second Time V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Eighth Station Jesus Meets the Women of Jerusalem V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Ninth Station Jesus Falls for the Third Time V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Tenth Station Jesus is Stripped of His Garments V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Eleventh Station Jesus is Nailed to the Cross V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Twelfth Station The Crucifixion V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Thirteenth Station Jesus is Taken Down from the Cross V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world. Fourteenth Station Jesus is Laid in the Tomb V. We adore thee, O Christ, and we bless thee. R. Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world.

Stabat Mater 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 had passed. Oh, how sad and sore distressed Was that Mother highly blest Of the sole-begotten One! Christ above in torment hangs; She beneath beholds the pangs Of her dying, glorious Son. Is there one who would not weep, Whelmed in miseries so deep Christ's dear Mother to behold? Can the human heart refrain From partaking in her pain, In that Mother's pain untold? Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled, She beheld her tender Child All with bloody scourges rent; For the sins of His own nation, Saw Him hang in desolation, Till His Spirit forth He sent. O thou Mother! fount of love! Touch my spirit from above, Make my heart with thine accord: Make me feel as thou hast felt; Make my soul to glow and melt With the love of Christ my Lord. Holy Mother! pierce me through; In my heart each wound renew Of my Saviour crucified: Let me share with thee His pain, Who for all my sins was slain, Who for me in torments died. Let me mingle tears with thee, Mourning Him who mourned for me, All the days that I may live: By the Cross with thee to stay; There with thee to weep and pray; Is all I ask of thee to give. Virgin of all virgins blest! Listen to my fond request: Let me share thy 'grief divine; Let me, to my latest breath, In my body bear the death Of that dying Son of thine. Wounded with His every wound, Steep my soul till it hath swooned In His very Blood away; Be to me, O Virgin, nigh, Lest in flames I burn and die, In that awful Judgment day. Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence, Be Thy Mother my defense, Be Thy Cross my victory; While my body here decays, May my soul Thy goodness praise, Safe in Paradise with Thee.

Stations of the Cross pictures by Vicentini

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