Act of Sorrow

My most merciful Jesus, humbly prostrate at your most holy feet, I ask pardon with all my heart for my sins, which I especially deplore and detest because they are an offense to your infinite goodness. I resolve to choose to die rather than to offend you again. Even more, I resolve to love you above all things until death.

Have mercy on us, O Lord.
Have mercy on us.

Holy Mother, pierce me through
In my heart, each wound renew
Of my Savior Crucified.

At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.

Stabat Mater dolorosa
Iuxta crucem lacrimosa,
Dum pendebat Filius.

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