Psalm 31:15-16, 20
My times are in thy hand; deliver me from the hand of
my enemies and persecutors! Let thy face shine on thy servant; save me in thy
steadfast love! In the covert of thy presence thou hidest them from the plots of
men; thou holdest them safe under thy shelter from the strife of tongues.
Holy Mother of God,
hear the prayers of the Church
especially those wearied by life
and overcome by the
they bear for their children.
O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
intercede for them
from your place in
that the mercy of your divine Son
might lighten their
and give them strength.
Glory to the Father….
Our Lady of Sorrows
We end as we began nine days ago: with Mary,
weeping silently beside the cross. Weeping for the innocent child so violently
taken. Weeping for the nation which has let him die. Weeping for her child and
for ourselves, we place them both in her arms.