Song of the Cross

Holy Child and Mother, perfection achieved
The gateway is open, for those who believe

At times on the journey, sad is the song
But joyful the music, for those who press on

You're in perfect tune, with the will of the Lord
Immaculate, sorrowful, pierced by a sword

With pains as of fire, the cross it weighs heavy
You hold back the waters, oh trustworthy levy