Good Friday Extras

Hello, all. I'm taking a bit of a break for Good Friday, but I wanted to share this song that I've been listening to and singing this season. This recording is beautiful and the words are perfect for Good Friday meditation.

And since April is national poetry month, here's a bit of Good Friday poetry as well, from one of my favorites, Christina Rossetti:

Good Friday

By Christina Rossetti (1830–1894)

AM I a stone and not a sheep   That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy Cross,   To number drop by drop Thy Blood’s slow loss, And yet not weep?   Not so those women loved         5   Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;   Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly; Not so the thief was moved;   Not so the Sun and Moon   Which hid their faces in a starless sky,         10 A horror of great darkness at broad noon—   I, only I.   Yet give not o’er,   But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock; Greater than Moses, turn and look once more         15   And smite a rock.