Mary's Way

Take Him down from the cross.
Remove the nails; cast aside the thorns.
Place Him here in my arms,
He was my Son.
He is my God.

And I will hold Him
as I did when He was born,
my Child
so kind, so good.
You know not what you have done.

Dress His wounds, kiss His side,
if you would have eternal life.
With every act of Love--

take Him from the cross.