TURN FOR TURN
— Benjamin Dionysius Hill, C.S.P.

Jesus, my King, I have crucified Thee:
Now it is Thy turn to crucify me.
Make Thou the cross —- be it only like Thine:
Mix Thou the gall —- so Thy love be the wine.

Shrink not to strip me — of all but Thy grace.
Stretch me out well, till I fit in Thy place.
Here are my hands (felon hands!) and my feet:
Drive home the nails, Lord: the pain shall be sweet.

Raise me, and take me not down till I die.
Only let Mary, my mercy, stand by.
Last, let the spear while I live do its part: —
Right thro’ the heart, my King — right thro’ the heart!

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