OH CHRIST!

"Now there is no human pain that will be my pain;
now neither eyes weep, nor soul anguishes
lest I anguish and weep;
now my heart is the lamp steadfast through all vigils,
oh Christ!

"In vain I search in the deep recesses of my being
to find some hate: no one can pierce me now
but with piety and love. All are I, I am all,
oh Cristo!

"What matters bads or goods! For me all are goods.
The rose bush has no thorns: for me it yields but roses.
Roses of Passion? What matters! Roses of celestial essence,
purple as the blood that you spilled for us,
oh Christ!"