XIV

Wrapped in a shroud of silence
your sacred Body without breath
Swallowed by the stillness
Our Lord was put to death
Where else can I go?
You had the words of everlasting life
But now You dwell in darkness
And all I have is tears
My yoke is easy and My burden is light
Suffering is joy when your heart is filled with love
I walked this way with your sins upon my back
My yoke is easy and my burden is light
Unless the grain of wheat falls to earth and dies
It remains just a grain of wheat
Take up your cross and follow after Me
I am the Life that death cannot defeat