We adore Thee, O Christ, and we praise Thee;
Because by thy Holy Cross thou hast redeemed the world.
Lord, you are spent. Again you have fallen to the ground. This time you fall, not only from the weight of the cross, but from exhaustion. Recurrent suffering dulls the will.
My sins, Lord, are dulling my conscience. I get used to evil very quickly; a little self-indulgence here, a small unfaithfulness there; an unwise action further on. And my vision becomes obscured; I no longer see the stumbling blocks; I no longer see other people on my road. I find myself on the ground, on the plain, far from the road you laid out for me. Lord, I beseech you, keep me young in my efforts. Spare me the bondage of habit, which lulls to sleep and kills.
Our Father; Hail Mary; Glory be ...