Friday, April 14, 2006

Reproaches/Improperia

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I freed you from slavery; I engulfed your enemies.
But you handed me over; you jeered at me.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I moved before you in the pillar of cloud.
But you lead me to Pilate.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I watched over you in the desert and fed you with my manna.
But you struck me and scourged me.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
From the rock I gave you living waters of salvation.
But you gave me gall to drink; you quenched my thirst with sour wine.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I struck down kings for you.
But you struck me with a reed.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I put the scepter into your hand; I made you a royal people.
But you crowned me with thorns.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?
I made you great by my boundless power.
But you hanged me on the gallows of the cross.

O my people, what have I done to you? How have I grieved you?

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