My God, my God
Why have you forsaken me?
Now you experience the inner desolation of the Cross. Only your mother, with John, Mary Magdalene and some others, keep vigil. The physical intensity of the pain you suffer we can perhaps imagine. But what of the inner suffering, in the spirit? Who can imagine the darkest depths of such suffering?
Lord, whenever you seem a long way off
Help me to trust that you will come near.
In the darkest of darkest moments
Let me never stop calling out to you.
I thank you with all my heart
As I think of you in the depths of anguish.
I thank you for all you suffered,
The intensity of your inner desolation
Humbly accepted to bring us peace.
Lord Jesus Christ, obedient unto death,
To you I make my heartfelt please,
Never, Lord, abandon me!
From Last Words from the Cross by Fr. Patrick Sayles, SSC