For Good Friday

He goes alone;
With him I go.
He dies alone;
With him I die.

He bears my judgment;
I share his suffering.
He fully pays;
I fill what’s lacking.

O Christ, what you have done on my behalf
Joins me to you in everything.
The more I see your solitary work,
The more I treasure my union.

He rises alone;
With him I rise
And glory will find
When he’s revealed.

10-31-09

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