THE CHALICE OF DIVINE MERCY / by Joe Castorino

When I scourge you with my sins

But then ask you for forgiveness,

Your most treasured blood

Trickles like tears into my heart;

When my thorny sins crown you,

But then I tell you that I’m sorry,

Drops of your royal red blood

Sink soothingly into my spirit;

I fail you again and again and again,

Yet when I sincerely surrender

My whole heart and soul to you,

Your beautiful blood and water

Spill from your open wound

Into the Chalice of Divine Mercy,

And my thirsty soul drinks in the

Sweet new wine of the Spirit.