March 31, 2023 — Friday of the Temptation of Jesus in the Wilderness
Wa Habibi
O My Son, o My Beloved. See the plight love brings You to. Who has seen you and not mourned you? You! You are the Redeemer! O my Love, what kind of guilt has the slave made his king bear? They disfigured you and maimed you with no hope for any cure
Look on me daughter of Sion. Crushed beneath this mighty wave. Anguish fills my very marrow and it leads me to the grave. There is none to be a friend now. And this angry mob to brave. For the suff'ring I endure.
When in the garden at night, the redeemer did bow down. While the earth echoed His plight. the source of all reverent sound. The trees of olives are crying. And lips are calling for Him. My Love, why are You departing? Has faithfulness grown dim?


















