See Me come to save the world,
born in Bethlehem
Of the fragrant, Mystic Rose-
of that Rose the Stem
See me follow Joseph’s word
working with My hands
See Me the very Son of God
obey a son of man
See Me now condemned to die
see Me take the cross
See Me walk to Calvary
see Me fill your loss
See Me fastened to the wood
see Me lifted high
See them laugh and spit at Me
see My Mother cry
See her meekly standing there
see her spirit ache
See the sword of sorrow plunge-
see her poor heart break
See the nails inside My hands
see them cruelly torn
See My tortured, injured feet
see My Crown of Thorn
See the wounds the scourging gave
see Me do your part
See Me drink the chalice dry-
see My Bleeding Heart
See My child where I am
nailed upon a tree
Now tell Me, dearest little one,
who loves you more than Me?
