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The 13th Station


Jesus is taken down from the cross.

We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you:
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.

All you who pass by, behold and see if there is any sorrow like my sorrow. My eyes are

spent with weeping; my soul is in tumult; my heart is poured out in grief because of

the downfall of my people. "Do not call me Naomi (which means Pleasant), call me Mara

(which means Bitter); for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me."

Her tears run down her cheeks:
And she has none to comfort her.

Let us pray.

Lord Jesus Christ, by your death you took away the sting of death: Grant to us your

servants so to follow in faith where you have led the way, that we may at length fall

asleep peacefully in you and wake up in your likeness; for your tender mercies sake.


Holy God,
Holy and Mighty,
Holy Immortal One,
Have mercy upon us.

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