Today we process into Holy Weeek, in the footsteps of the Lord Jesus. May it be a time of strength and renewal for all, leading us to the Joy that is to come.
Come,
bitter regret, pierce our hearts
Let go, my eyes! Well up, springs of sad tears!
The sun and stars recede, shrouding themselves in mourning.
The angels cry sadly. Who can describe their grief?
The cliffs harden; the dead arise from the earth.
I ask what is it, what has happened? All creation is stunned!
In the presence of the passion of Christ,
We are filled with inexpressible regret!
Jesus, shatter without delay the hardness of our hearts!
Quench the ardor of my passions as I enter the depths of your Passion.
POLISH HYMN- Loved by St. John Paul II
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