Maundy Thursday Tenebrae. 🕯️

The candles are quenched, the psalms of sorrow rise, and the Church veils herself in grief as she contemplates the Passion of her Divine Spouse. In the deepening darkness we remember the Agony in the Garden and the beginning of the sacred Triduum. He who is the Light of the world is handed over into the hands of sinners. O my Jesus, have mercy.

“My soul is sorrowful even unto death: stay you here, and watch with me.” Mt 26:38