Let me share with you His pain,
Who for all our sins was slain,
Who for me in torments died.
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Consider Jesus, thrown down upon the cross, He stretched out His arms
and offered to His eternal Father the sacrifice of His life for our
salvation. They nailed His hands and feet, and then, raising the
cross, left Him to die in anguish.
My despised Jesus,
nail my heart to the cross
that it may always remain there to love You and never leave You again.
I love You more than myself;
I am sorry for ever having offended You.
Never permit me to offend You again.
Grant that I may love You always;
and then do with me as You will.
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