NOW that it’s time to sleep,
sleep, son, and don’t cry;
for the time will come soon enough
when crying is needed.
O my dearest, my heart:
lullaby and sleep now.
Close those divine eyes
as other babies do;
for soon a dark veil
will deprive the sky of light
O my dearest, my heart
lullaby and sleep now.
Or take this milk
from my immaculate breasts;
for a cruel magistrate
is preparing vinegar and gall for you.
O my dearest, my heart
lullaby and sleep now.
Find here meditations on the Feast of the Seven Sorrrows of Mary, which are:
Simeon’s Prophecy (Lk. ii. 34,35)
Flight into Egypt (Mt. ii. 14)
Loss of the Child Jesus (Lk. ii. 43-46)
Meeting of Mary and Jesus
Crucifixion (Jn. XIX. 18)
Jesus is Taken Down (Mt. XXVII. 57-59)
Burial of Jesus (Jn. XIX. 40-42)
