When first thing in the morning I turn to prayer
Where my soul is torn open by the beauty of Your love
While Your presence is impressed on my wounded being
The triumph of the Cross is in my heart
When celebrating Your mysteries at Mass
Where your death and Resurrection is made present
While I receive you Body and Blood
The triumph of the Cross is in my heart
When I pray to the pierced soul of my Mother
Where the Word of God was conceived
While your will and hers became one
The triumph of the Cross is in my heart
When I read the stories about Your Martyr’s
Where a sprout of Your well spring of love is born
While they laid down their life for love of You
The triumph of the Cross is in my heart
When I face my struggles and hardships
Where my heart is tested as though through fire
While unto Your likeness my whole being is made
The triumph of the Cross is in my heart
By Father Jacob Bertrand
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