I have come to sing the inexpressible grace
Of having suffered...
of having born the Cross...
For a long time I have drunk from the chalice of tears.
I have shared your cup of sorrows,
And I have understood that suffering has its charms,
That by the Cross we save sinners.
It is by the Cross that my ennobled soul
Has seen a new horizon revealed.
Under the rays of your Blessed Face,
My weak heart has been raised up very high.
My Beloved, your sweet voice calls me:
"Come," you said to me, "already the winter has fled.
A new season is beginning for you.
At last day is taking the place of night.