The Delphic Sibyl

(Sibila Deifica)

I weep, wretched me, a loud lament
For Christ lying on the ground, drubbed and badly disfigured,
Given lashes, beatings, poison and vinegar,
His body wound-battered and besmirched,
Israel on earth left no iniquity undone.
With a spear still piercing his head,
They laid him lifeless in the lap of his mother,
Rending her heart to pieces.