Hail, O bleeding Head and wounded,
With a crown of thorns surrounded,
Buffeted, and bruised and battered,
Smote with reed by striking shattered,
Face with spittle vilely smeared!
Hail, whose visage sweet and comely,
Marred by fouling stains and homely,
Changed as to its blooming color,
All now turned to deathly pallor,
Making heavenly hosts affeared!More Saint Clairvaux quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
Who loves me will love my dog also.
[Fr., Que me amat, amet et canem meum.]More Saint Clairvaux quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
He who prays and labours lifts his heart to God with his hands.
[Lat., Qui orat laborat, cor levat ad Deum cum manibus.]More Saint Clairvaux quotes [03/29/2018 05:03:36]
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