They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so read more

They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so meekly,
Spake with us on earth no more!

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more read more

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more hopelessly are lost?

If you strike the goads with your fists, your hands suffer most.
[Lat., Si stimulos pugnis caedis manibus plus read more

If you strike the goads with your fists, your hands suffer most.
[Lat., Si stimulos pugnis caedis manibus plus dolet.]

Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of read more

Now it seems to me that love of some kind is the only possible explanation of the extraordinary amount of suffering that there is in the world.

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

Oh, I have suffered
With those that I saw suffer!

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is read more

And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the
pricks.

Suffering is the ancient law of love; there is not quest without pain; there is no lover who is not read more

Suffering is the ancient law of love; there is not quest without pain; there is no lover who is not also a martyr.