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Mater Dolorosa

My interpretation of Our Lady's sufferings as She held Her lifeless Son, Jesus.

Oh, Mother of Sorrows, lamenting Mother blest! Laden with grief, You clutched Your beloved Son to Your chest. A sword pierced Your heart as You held Your lifeless Son. A moan poured forth from Your grieving soul, inconsolable as You were. Oh, Sorrowful Mother, how somber were the tears Your soul wept. Eyes heavy with sadness, cast downward to behold Your only begotten One. Oh, Mother of Sorrows, Your hands covered with th...