Last Requests

Lord, let me feel Your pain Only then, hope is there... End all that is not of Truth Humble me to know Your reign. Let me wash Your wounds With atoning tears Caress gently woeful Head Wipe Your Face aggrieved by sin. Lord, let me savor Your pain Only then, I can see... End all that is not of Light Cast me to be one and free. Let me suffer cross with You Bearing It with faith and care Caress gently woeful limbs Kiss Your Body marred by sin. Lord, let me daily taste Your pain Only then, love is there... pain me, Cleanse me to abide unstained, Safe and sainted in Your reign. Recently published in 'Voice of Thunder: Footsteps to Light' by Dorothy K. Kardas, Psy.D. Th.D.