Page:KeyOfHeaven.djvu/339

 Lands and  feet  were  fastened  with gross nails  to  the  tree  of  the  cross. I ask  it,  through  His  vehement thirst, and  bitter  potion  of  vinegar and gall. I ask  it,  through  His dereliction on  the  cross,  when  He exclaimed, "My  God!  my  God! why  hast  Thou  forsaken  me?" I ask it,  through  His  mercy  extended to the  good  thief,  and  through  His recommending His  precious  soul and spirit  into  the  hands  of  His eternal Father  before  He  expired, saying, "All  is  consummated." I ask it,  through  the  blood  mixed with water,  which  issued  from  His sacred side  when  pierced  with  a lance,  and  whence  a  flood  of  grace and mercy  has  flowed  to  us. I ask it, through  His  immaculate  life, bitter passion,  and  ignominious death on  the  cross,  at  which  nature itself was  thrown  into  convulsions, by the  bursting  of  rocks,  rending of the  veil  of  the  Temple,  the