This is just a taste of the gorgeous and unique music we get to hear at mass.
This is a 13th century piece sung in middle English (which I find fascinating!)
This is the translation:
"Stand well, mother, under the cross, behold your child with a glad spirit; a happy mother may you be."
"Son, how may I happily stand? I see your feet and your hands nailed to the hard tree."
"Mother, put away your weeping. I suffer this death for mankind; I do not suffer for my own guilt."
"Son, I feel the wounds of death, the sword is at the bottom of my heart as Simeon promised me."
"Mother, have pity on your child! Wipe away the bloody tears that wound me worse than my own death."
"Son, how can I refrain from tears? I see these bloody streams run from your heart onto my foot."
"Mother, now I may say unto you, better it is that I alone die than all mankind go to hell."
"Son, I see thy body beaten, breast and hand and foot pierced through; no wonder that I am grieved."
"Mother, if I may tell you, unless I die, you go to hell; I suffer death for your sake."
Is that not beautiful? We are so blessed!