I wanted to share this beautiful Franciscan prayer on this feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. The text is recognizable from being chanted during Lent. But in reading it here with the beautiful and piercing image of Our Lady that accompanies this post, the words truly touched my heart.
On this feast of Our Lady of Sorrows, I share with you the famous prayer-poem The Stabat Mater, written by the Franciscan poet Jacapone da Todi, OFM in the thirteenth century. It is likely very familiar to many who have sung or chanted this text during Lent at the Stations of the Cross (another Franciscan devotion) or on Good Friday.
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 blessed
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…
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