By the cross with you to stay
There with you to weep and pray
Is all I ask of you to give.

Consider how, after Our Lord had died, He was taken down from the cross by two of His disciples, Joseph and Nicodemus, and placed in the arms of His afflicted Mother.  She received Him with unutterable tenderness and press Him close to her bosom.

O Mother of Sorrows,
for the love of your Son,
accept me as your servant and pray to Him for me.
And You, my Redeemer, since you have died for me,
allow me to love You,
for I desire only You and nothing more.
I love You, Jesus my Love,
and I am sorry that I have offended You.
Never let me offend You again.
Grant that I may love You always; 
and then do with me as You will.