The First Station

Jesus is condemned to death

We adore thee Oh Christ and we praise thee

Because by thy holy cross thou hast redeemed the world

First Voice

There is little that is, as it seems

Pilate is neither all powerful

Nor really interested in a vagrant preacher

Killing to the Romans simply a means of imposing discipline

Justice a naive concept

It is you and I that project respect

It is our needs that try to make sense of the absurd

Second Voice

This need to make sense places me in Pilate’s seat

Neither all powerful

Nor really interested in the truth

I condemn and justify myself as useless

Avoiding the challenge of what I can do

Evading my participation

In the aspects of crucifixion that I am called to

I love you Jesus

My love above all things

I regret with my whole heart of having offended thee

Never permit me to separate myself from thee again

Grant that I may love thee always and then do with me what thou will