In the cross, it is closest; it is on the other side.

When it seems, God, that you are far away
Remind me that you gave your Son for me
You sacrificed the dearest thing you had

He showed love to the utmost
For me, he was excluded from the people
Condemned as an outcast, a criminal

No one thanked him, no one applauded
You also did not respond when he called
Cast into darkness, God cannot hear

Yet he entrusted his spirit to you
He did not cease to love, he had no anger
Therefore, he had to triumph over death

Let me know him, let me embrace him
When he comes in pain or in a brother
In the cross he is closest, he is from the other side

(Jan Graubner / *1948/, In the Silence of Spiritual Exercises VI.)