There is a wound in his heart,
an echo of The Father's pain;
for every soul who is lost.

This is the sorrow of Maria,
who like Rachel, weeps for her children;
she cannot be comforted,
because they are no more.

O Father, whose heart is pierced,
by the sting of Your rebellious ones;
bring into Your mind his Passion,
and for the sake of his sacrifice,
weep with Mary.

That Your divine tears, O God,
with those of Your immaculate creature;
unloose, O God, Christ's blood & water.

Have mercy, Father, on Your children,
and delay Your hand of justice;
but bring life & purity to souls.

Prepare the way for The Sign,
make a path in this desert;
towards Your Spring of Mercy,
The Sacred Heart of Jesus Christ.

Send forth, Father, one who speaks,
John the Baptist, Father;
one who speaks violent truth.

Prepare the way for an open door,
the wounded side of Your Son;
through which Your mercy flows.

©2026 Maria Morisot