Here Veronica wipes the Face of Jesus

Adoramus te, Christe, et benedicimus tibi. Quia per sanctam crucem tuam redemisti mundum.

Without beauty, without majesty (we saw him), no looks to attract our eyes; a thing despised and rejected by men, a man of sorrows and familiar with suffering, a man to make people screen their faces; he was despised and we took no account of him.

I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. (John 15, 1-2)


Let us Pray
O God, to those who go astray, You display the light of Your truth that they may return into the way of righteousness; grant to all those who profess themselves Christians, both to avoid the things which are contrary to that name, and to follow those which are agreeable thereto. Through Christ our Lord. Amen

Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled, She beheld her tender Child, all with bloody scourges rent.