When a sorrow is too hard to bear
And too close even to share
With those near by,
Ever thought there's someone closer still
Who'ld understand and hear our cry.
For what must have been her thoughts,
In that her darkest hour,
As she stood and watched
Her son being put to death,
Right in front of her.
The sorrow, the agony,
The helplessness of it all
Weighing so heavily upon her.
Leaving her with a heart so broken,
And words unable to be spoken,
As she held his broken body to her.
This then is our lady who would be with us,
To comfort and to guide us,
To dry away our tears,
And give us consolation,
For has she not too been there?
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