Gregorio de Matos Guerra

(23 December 1636 - 26 November 1696 / Bahia)

Buscando a Cristo


Avós correndo vou, braços sagrados,
Nessa cruz sacrossanta descobertos,
Que, para receber-me, estais abertos,
E, por não castigar-me, estais cravados.

A vós, divinos olhos, eclipsados
De tanto sangue e lagrimas abertos,
Pois, para perdoar-me, estais despertos,
E, por não condenar-me, estais fechados,

A vós, pregados pés, por não deixar-me,
A vós, sangue vertido, para ungir-me,
A vós, cabeça baixa, p'ra chamar-me.

A vós, lado patente, quero unir-me,
A vós, cravos preciosos, quero atar-me,
Para ficar unido, atado e firme.

Submitted: Saturday, September 18, 2010

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