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Love and active pity, a glistening flow, gleaming light came from his wounded side, an immense strength shields and defends us from the Father's hot anger at what we did and continue to do. All He did was for the good of others, He wore nothing for Himself, armed only for us; He did without, lived cheerfully and simply, yet in a painful death was gallant and free. With us He shared His open wound nobly, joyfully, or should I say, His face lit with the smile that gives faith. He gave us all, and asks us to abandon every care: when you cry because He cried that's the point. |
An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition |
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Notes: From V LXXII:232. See also B S2:5:179; R XX:434; MS CASI. A tenth in a series meditating Christ. Key |
