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ie a Pues con tanto padecer Estais sintiendo y callando En ese corazon blando Recibir estos menores —— He BY THE CROSS HER STATION. By the Cross her station keeping Stood the mournful Mother weeping Close to Jesus to the last. Through her heart His sorrow sharing All His bitter anguish bearing Now at length the sword had pass’d. - O that blessed one, grief-laden Blessed Mother, Blessed Maiden, Mother of the All-blest One. How she stood in desolation Upward gazing on the passion Of that deathless, dying Son. Who could see from tears refraining, Christ’s dear Mother, uncomplaining In so great a sorrow bowed. Who, unmoved, behold her languish Underneath His cross of anguish Mid the fierce, unpitying crowd?