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I
am like water poured out;
all my bones are racked. My heart has become like wax...
My throat is dried up like baked clay.
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21, 15b-16a) |
We adore You, 0 Christ, and we
praise You.
Because by your holy Cross You have redeemed the world.
It was our weaknesses that he
carried, our sufferings that he endured, while we thought of him as
stricken, as one struck by God and afflicted. But he was pierced for
our offenses, crushed for our sins;
upon him was the punishment that makes us whole, by his stripes we were healed.
We had all gone astray like sheep, each following his own way; but the Lord laid
upon him the guilt of us all. (Is.
53, 4 to 6)
Though he was harshly treated, he submitted and opened
not his mouth; like a lamb led to the slaughter or a sheep before the shearers,
he was silent and uttered no cry. When he was cut off from the land of the
living, and smitten for the sin of his people, a grave was assigned him among
the wicked and a burial place with evildoers, though he had done no wrong nor
spoken any falsehood. (Is. 53, 7 and 9)
Lord Jesus Christ, You shared in our weaknesses and accepted
our guilt. Grant us the favor of rejoicing over our human weaknesses, so that in
all we do, Your strength, dwelling in us, may be shown to all others. Amen.
May our sympathy for Jesus
Turn to those who here now need us,
May
we see Christ bruised in them.
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