A Prayer on Good Friday

Grant me today
that I may call upon you
with the deepest and lowest voice.
May I weep over the darkness
embedded within Mary's griving heart,
encountering your unavoidable departure
for the sake of even more souls.

May I also prostrate myself before you
in deep humility
just as Peter bitterly wailed
over his betrayal.

O Lord of love,
You overpowered death
by drinking the bitter cup of death.

May I not boast of imprudent love
without imitating you.

May I be a somber point in the darkness
lying within the stone tomb today
together with those deeply despairing souls
who loved you so deeply

May I be a bright point in the darkness
for having fallen asleep with you,
I shall awaken with you
O Lord of light.