Mother Of Sorrows
Poem By Antonio Williams
Mother of sorrows, what a name,
for the Mother of God; the Queen?
A love so pure, crystal clear.
For Love She suffers, a sword received.
Thy knowledge surpasses all,
Thy purity, Oh! thy purity Mother!
Thy Love is a Holy Flame;
A purifying flame of Holy Love.
Charity, Divine Love
Holy Love, Divine Will.
Thy mercy is infinite,
As infinite the Fruit of thy womb.