Station 2 “Jesus takes up his cross”
Then the soldiers of the governor
took Jesus into the governor’s headquarters, and they gathered the whole cohort around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and after twisting some thorns into a crown,
they put it on his head.
They put a reed in his right hand
and knelt before him and mocked him, saying, “Hail, King of the Jews!”
They spat on him,
and took the reed and struck him on the head. After mocking him, they stripped him of the robe and put his own clothes on him.
Then they led him away to crucify him.
While your body almost collapses
and is not up to carrying that heavy weight of the cross,
your eye glows with a holy fire,
for it beholds the throne of the king who is not of this world
and on which it is desired you be raised with four clumsy nails.
There is no one to help you.
All alone you must tread the wine press
which will press the last drop of your blood from your body. – – –
O Cross, O Sacred Wood, in the hands of my God heavy indeed,
but carried by him with his last reserve of strength,
will I not take you upon myself, now that I see that my Jesus precedes
and thereby makes it light for my shoulders? O God;
together with you I take up the cross, my cross which you destine for me.