Immaculate Mary, Mother of God, br how you must have wept when br they murdered your Son. br How did it feel to stand at br the side and witness the spikes br they drove into His innocent flesh? br Blessed Mary, Mother of us all. br Every strike of the hammer must br have been a blow to your heart. br To see your only Son so brutally abused. br Perhaps remembering the night br He was born from your womb. br What ambitions did you have for Him? br What plan was in your mind for br your only child born from br your Virgin flesh? br You knew that He was the Saviour. br You knew He would redeem br the world through His sacrifice. br Holy Mary, Immaculate Mary br How did you feel when they br raised Him on the cross? br Watching Him die, watching br His life flow out from His body. br Precious Mary, Sweet Mother, br Your blessed flesh had nurtured Him. br Your holy hands had loved Him, br bathed Him, fed Him, br instructed Him, touched Him. br Immaculate Mary, Mother of God, br how did it feel to watch your Son die?br br Chris G.