Stabat Mater


At the cross her station keeping,
Mary stood in sorrow weeping
When her Son was crucified.

While she waited in her anguish,
Seeing Christ in torment languish,
Bitter sorrow pierced her heart.

With what pain and desolation,
With what noble resignation,
Mary watched her dying Son.

2 comments:

  1. Beautiful Elise. May I reproduce this on our Confraternity 'Stabat Mater' blog please?
    Richard

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  2. Of course! I think this is a Balkan icon. Isn't she pretty?

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