kidron 1

[1-2am] 

My Jesus, You are alone! 

Your most pure eyes look around to see if at least one of those favored by You is following You to prove to You his love and to defend You. And as You see that no one – no one has remained faithful to You, your Heart catches, and You burst into crying. 

You feel more pain for the abandonment of your most faithful ones, than for what the very enemies are doing to You. My Jesus, do not cry. Or rather, let me cry together with You. 

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And lovable Jesus seems to say: 

"Ah, child, let us cry together over the lot of so many souls consecrated to Me who, over little trials, over incidents of life, no longer take care of Me and leave Me alone. For many others, timid and cowardly, who for lack of courage and trust, abandon Me. 

For many upon many who, not finding their own advantage in holy things, do not care about Me. For many priests who preach, who celebrate, who confess for love of interest and of self-glory. These show that they are around Me, but I remain always alone! 

Ah, child, how hard is this abandonment for Me! Not only do my eyes cry, but my Heart bleeds! O please, I beg you to repair my bitter pain by promising that you will not leave Me alone."

Yes, O my Jesus, I promise... 

helped by your grace, identifying myself with your Divine Will. 

But, O Jesus, while You cry over the abandonment of your dear ones, the enemies spare no outrage that they can do to You. Gripped and bound as You are, O my Good, to the point that You cannot even take a step by Yourself, they trample on You. 

They drag You along those ways full of rocks and thorns, such that there is no movement which does not make You knock against the rocks and be pricked by the thorns. Ah, my Jesus, I see that as they drag You, You leave behind Yourself your precious Blood, and your golden hair which they tear from your head! 

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My Life and my All, allow me to gather it... 

that I may bind all the steps of the creatures who do not spare You, even at nighttime. 

Rather, they use the night to offend You more – some for gatherings, some for pleasures, some for theatricals, some for committing sacrilegious thefts! My Jesus, I unite myself to You in order to repair for all these offenses.

[Passie, 1-2u]