Consider how your Jesus, after three hours of agony on the Cross, consumed at length with anguish, abandons Himself to the weight of His Body, bows His Head, and dies.
O my dying Jesus, I kiss devoutly the Cross on which you did die for love of me. I have merited by my sins to die a miserable death, but your death is my hope. By the merits of your death, give me the grace to die embracing your feet and burning with love for you. Into your hands I commend my spirit. I love you with my whole heart; I repent of having offended you. Never permit me to offend you again. Grant that I may love you always, and then do with me what you will.
– from the twelfth station of the Way of the Cross by St. Alphonsus Liguori