Sunday, December 26, 2010

Good Friday - First Procession

സ്ലീബാ തോളിന്മേല്‍ താങ്ങീ - കോട്ടയെ വിട്ടു പുറപ്പെട്ടാന്‍ ...

Carrying his cross on Him,  - He came out of fortress strong.

Hebrew women got together,  - Weeping and wailing for him.

Stood his mother distantly, -  With the people known to her.

Mourned she like a tender dove - With deep maternal sorrows.

My Son whither dost Thou Go? - Whither are they taking you?

Why hast Thou handed over, -  Thyself to these wicked men?

Woe to me my beloved, -  To Thee what have happened now.

Blessed be Thy Passion  Lord, -  Blessed be Thy hu-mi-li-ty.


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