“Simon”
As I approacheth
my sins go before Thee
But led by Thy Heart Thou calleth me
In close, intimately, to help Thou carrieth on
Not that Thou wouldst needeth me
But to shareth in every drop of Thy Blood, doeth I
For from alow my soul silently groan
to seest thee sorrow on thy face of thy Mother
in every deathly blow and in every Holy cry
Nigh, my shoulders un…