“Sweet, thou art pale.”
“More pale to see,
Christ hung upon the cruel tree
And bore His Father's wrath for me.”

“Sweet, thou art sad.”
“Beneath a rod
More heavy, Christ for my sake trod
The winepress of the wrath of God.”

“Sweet, thou art weary.”
“Not so Christ:
Whose mighty love of me suffic'd
For Strength, Salvation, Eucharist.”

“Sweet, thou art footsore.”
“If I bleed,
His feet have bled; yea in my need
His Heart once bled for mine indeed.”