“At this station, Jesus falls for a third time; we fall whenever we pass by a person who needs us. Jesus has become the lamb about to be slaughtered, the sheep about to be sheared, and he never says a word. [“Not a mumbling word,” to quote the old spiritual hymn.] Though he, of the three sentenced to die, seems least able to withstand the pain and awful humiliation, he endures it humbly; he never says a word. How often have we passed indifferently by such a person?
THE NINTH STATION
“Jesus falls a third time”
We adore you, O Christ, and we bless you:
Because by your holy cross you have redeemed the world.
I am the man who has seen affliction under the rod of his wrath; he has driven and brought me into darkness without any light. He has besieged me and enveloped me with bitterness and tribulation; he has made me dwell in darkness like the dead of long ago. Though I call and cry for help, he shuts out my prayer.
He has made my teeth grind on gravel, and made me cower in ashes. “Remember, O Lord, my affliction and bitterness, the wormwood and the gall!”
He was led like a lamb to the slaughter:
And like a sheep that before its shearers is mute, so he opened not his mouth.
Let us pray.
O God, by the passion of your blessed Son you made an instrument of shameful death to be for us the means of life: Grant us so to glory in the cross of Christ, that we may gladly suffer shame and loss for the sake of your Son our Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.
Holy God, Holy and Mighty, Holy Immortal One, Have mercy upon us.