Christ Crucified by Diego Velázquez

When I find myself besieged by dross
by thoughts of anxiety and temptation,
With faith never-failing, remind me of Thy Cross.

Let me arise, and make a new occasion.
Not one of idleness nor comforts vain,
But one of prayer and contemplation.

O holy Redeemer, Turn me to Thyself and tell me of Thy pain,
How Thy heart thirsts yet is so little loved by men,
And how little I return for what Thou didst obtain.

Let me adore Thy Wounds again and again.
In spite of the nails, Thy hands still spread
wearied, yet ready to receive me. Amen.