Wound me and put to death all
that is unworthy of you;
Wound me with your LOVE that I may
in turn become a wounded healer
And let me experience the
pleasant and blessed sorrow that you endured
Until I learn that joy is mixed with sorrow and Truth is mingled with Error!
Oh! How nice to be wounded by
Your Holy WOUNDS!
Oh! That great WOUND that healed
all human wounds!
Oh! That blood and water flowed
from your pierced side
You remain open as a great stream
of healing
Then healing that WHOLENESS I seek
Remind me that seeking never
exhausts and fully satisfies,
Yet seeking I shall take up,
For ever hungry is my soul, never
at rest
Until YOU wound your beloved with
an indelible wound!
Oh! How nice to be wounded by
your Holy WOUNDS!
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