Tuesday, September 15, 2020

The Seven Sorrows of the Blessed Virgin Mary: Antiphons




1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou Fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. 

2 Look away from me;  I will weep bitterly, labor not to comfort me. 

3 He hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see him, there is no beauty that we should desire him. 

4 From the sole of the foot even unto the head, there is no soundness in him. 

5 Stay me with flagons, to comfort me with apples; for I am sick of love.  

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