Thursday, November 01, 2007

Fragrance of your myrrh

At the right hand of the Saviour stood the Virgins, Champions and Martyrs, clothed by virtues with the invincible and adorned with the oil of purity and the blood of the contest, holding their lamps and crying to him: We ran to the fragrance of your myrrh, Christ God, because we have been wounded by your love. Do not banish us, heavenly Bridegroom.

~from Commemoration of Women Martyrs


Telesia said...

How beautiful!

Argent said...

Yes, it gives us a glimpse into the mystic mind...that ecstatic joy piercing the human heart with love for God.