" Lord, must I bear the whole of it, or none?"
" Even as I was crucified, My son."

" Will it suffice if I the thorn-crown wear?"
" To take the scourge My shoulders were made bare."

" My hands, O Lord, must I be pierced in both?"
" Twain gave I to the hammer, nothing loth."

" But sure, O Lord, my feet need not be nailed?"
" Had Mine not been, then love had not prevailed."

" What need I more, O Lord, to fill my part?"
" Only the spear-point in thy broken heart."