The Ninth Station
Jesus falls the third time.
We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you:
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of his wrath; he has driven and
brought me into darkness without any light. He has besieged me and enveloped me with
bitterness and tribulation; he has made me dwell in darkness like the dead of long ago.
Though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer. He has made my teeth grind on
gravel, and made me cower in ashes. "Remember, O Lord, my affliction and bitterness,
the wormwood and the gall!"
He was led like a lamb to the slaughter:
And like a sheep that before its shearers is mute, so he opened not his mouth.
Let us pray.
O God, by the passion of your blessed Son you made an instrument of shameful death to
be for us the means of life: Grant us so to glory in the cross of Christ, that we may
gladly suffer shame and loss for the sake of your Son our Savior Jesus Christ.
Holy and Mighty,
Holy Immortal One,
Have mercy upon us.