46. The Dolors of our Lady

God of mercy! let us run
Where yon fount of sorrows flows:
Pondering sweetly one by one,
Jesus' Wounds and Mary's Woes.

Ah! those tears Our Lady slied,
Enoui^h to (h'owii a world of s'd
Tears our SavIonr\s sorrows fed
Peace aud pardon well may wiu •

His Five Wounds a very home
For our ])rayers and praises prov.
And our Lady's Woes become
Endless joys in heaven above.

Jesus, who for us didst die,
All on Thee our love we pour;
And in the Holy Trinity
Worship Thee for evermore.
From the Breviary, " Summse Deus clementise."