"Learn to abide with attention upon God in a,state of quiet. Contemplation is nothing else but a secret, peaceful, and loving infusion of God, which, if admitted, will set the soul on fire with the Spirit of love." - St. John of the Cross
Eleventh Station: Jesus is nailed to the cross. My Jesus, by Thine agony when the cruel nails pierced Thy tender hands and feet and fixed them to the cross, make me crucify my flesh by surrenduring all my will to Thee.
An empty cross, a risen King, from death's dark womb new life does spring; for though the cross did slay the lamb, death lost the fight to the great I AM. That once foreboding fate that loomed, was swallowed in a victory tune, that Jesus sang with angels fair in that sweet Easter morning air, "Come rise with Me and live anew; receive My Word for I AM true. Rise high and free from death and sin; repent, believe, be born again <3