Prayers (A-Z)

O Virgin Mother of God, Mary Immaculate, We dedicate and consecrate ourselves to you under the title of Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal. May this Medal be for each one of us a sure sign of your affection for us and a constant reminder of our duties toward you. Ever while wearing it, may we be blessed by your loving protection and preserved in the grace of your Son. O Most Powerful Virgin, Mother of Our Savior, keep us close to you every moment of our lives. Obtain for us, your children, the grace of a happy death; so that in union with you, we may enjoy the bliss of Heaven forever. 

Amen.

My Lord, the baby is dead! 
Why, my Lord, dare I ask why? It will not hear the whisper of the wind or see the beauty of its parents’ face. it will not see the beauty of Your creation or the flame of a sunrise.
Why, my Lord?
“Why, My child, do you ask ‘why’? 
Well, I will tell you why.

You see, the child lives. Instead of the wind he hears the sound of angels singing before My throne. Instead of the beauty that passes he sees everlasting Beauty, he sees My face. He was created and lived a short time so the image of his parents imprinted on his face may stand before Me as their personal intercessor. He knows secrets of heaven unknown to men on earth. He laughs with a special joy that only the innocent possess. My ways are not the ways of man. I create for My Kingdom and each creature fills a place in that Kingdom that could not be filled by another. He was created for My joy and his parents’ merits. He has never seen pain or sin. He has never felt hunger or pain. I breathed a soul into a seed, made it grow and called it forth.”

I am humbled before you, my Lord, for questioning Your wisdom, goodness, and love. I speak as a fool, forgive me. I acknowledge Your sovereign rights over life and death. I thank You for the life that began for so short a time to enjoy so long an Eternity.

O God, Who, by the passion of Thine only-begotten Son, and by the Blood shed through His five most sacred Wounds, hast raised up mankind, lost because of sin; grant, we beseech Thee, that we who on earth adore the Wounds our Saviour received, may in heaven rejoice in the glory He, at the price of His precious Blood, hath bought back for us. Through the same Christ our Lord.

Amen.

Lord, our God, help us to walk with you on the pathway of the beatitudes and to live out your mission in today’s world.

(To Saint Eugene de Mazenod.)
God our Father, we thank you
for having called Saint Eugene de Mazenod
to follow Christ the Saviour and Evangelizer.

Passionately in love with your Son Jesus
and sharing in his compassion for humanity
Eugne put himself unconditionally
at the service of the Church
for the evangelization of these most in need.

Through his intercession help us to reach out
with the healing touch of Christ 
who calls us to holiness
and to Mission.
May we build communities
which are signs of your presence,
and share the Good News 
of salvation with all peoples.

For this we dedicate ourselves,
through Christ our Lord.

Amen.

Saint Eugene de Mazenod,
Share with us your love for Christ.

Saint Eugene de Mazenod,
Help us to stand firm in goodness.

Saint Eugene de Mazenod,
Be with us in all our efforts.

God our Father, you will all men and women to be saved and come to the knowlege of your Truth.

Send workers into your great harvest that the Gospel may be preached to ever creature and your people, gathered together by the Word of life and strengthened by the power of the Sacraments, may advance in the way of salvation and love.

I ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever.

Amen.

My Lord Jesus Christ,
who for the love you bear us,
remain night and day in this Sacrament,
full of compassion and of love,
awaiting, calling and welcoming
all who come to visit you.
I believe that you are present 
in the Sacrament of the Altar. 
I adore you from the abyss of my nothingness 
and I thank you for all the graces 
you have given me until now, 
and in particular, 
for having given me your Most Holy Mother Mary 
as my advocate 
and for having called me 
to visit you in this church.

I now salute your Most Loving Heart, 
and this for three ends: 
first, in thanksgiving for this great gift; 
second, to make amends to you for all the outrages 
which you receive in this Sacrament 
from all your enemies; 
third, I intend by this visit to adore you 
in all the places on earth 
in which you are present in this Sacrament 
and in which you are the least revered 
and the most abandoned.

My Jesus, I love you with my heart. 
I grieve for having until now so many times 
offended your infinite goodness. 
I purpose by your grace never more to offend you 
for the time to come; 
and now, miserable and unworthy though I am, 
I consecrate myself to you without reserve. 
I give you and renounce my entire will, 
my affections, my desires, and all that I possess. 
From now on, use me 
and all that I have as you wish. 
All I ask of you and desire is your holy love, 
final perseverance 
and the perfect accomplishment of your will.

I recommend to you the souls in Purgatory; 
but especially those who had the greatest devotion 
to the Most Blessed Sacrament 
and to the Most Blessed Virgin Mary. 
I also recommend to you all poor sinners.

And finally, my dear Saviour, 
I unite all my affections with the affections 
of your most loving Heart, 
and I offer them with you to your Eternal Father 
and beg him for your sake 
and for love of you, 
graciously to accept and grant them.

(Prayer of St. Alphonsus de Liguori.)

My Lord Jesus Christ,
who for the love you bear us,
remain night and day in this Sacrament,
full of compassion and of love,
awaiting, calling and welcoming
all who come to visit you.
I believe that you are present 
in the Sacrament of the Altar. 
I adore you from the abyss of my nothingness 
and I thank you for all the graces 
you have given me until now, 
and in particular, 
for having given me your Most Holy Mother Mary 
as my advocate 
and for having called me 
to visit you in this church.

I now salute your Most Loving Heart, 
and this for three ends: 
first, in thanksgiving for this great gift; 
second, to make amends to you for all the outrages 
which you receive in this Sacrament 
from all your enemies; 
third, I intend by this visit to adore you 
in all the places on earth 
in which you are present in this Sacrament 
and in which you are the least revered 
and the most abandoned.

My Jesus, I love you with my heart. 
I grieve for having until now so many times 
offended your infinite goodness. 
I purpose by your grace never more to offend you 
for the time to come; 
and now, miserable and unworthy though I am, 
I consecrate myself to you without reserve. 
I give you and renounce my entire will, 
my affections, my desires, and all that I possess. 
From now on, use me 
and all that I have as you wish. 
All I ask of you and desire is your holy love, 
final perseverance 
and the perfect accomplishment of your will.

I recommend to you the souls in Purgatory; 
but especially those who had the greatest devotion 
to the Most Blessed Sacrament 
and to the Most Blessed Virgin Mary. 
I also recommend to you all poor sinners.

And finally, my dear Saviour, 
I unite all my affections with the affections 
of your most loving Heart, 
and I offer them with you to your Eternal Father 
and beg him for your sake 
and for love of you, 
graciously to accept and grant them.

O Lord God Almighty, 
I beseech Thee by the Precious 
Body and Blood of Thy Divine Son Jesus, 
which He Himself on the night before His Passion 
gave as meat and drink to His beloved Apostles 
and bequeathed to His Holy Church 
to be the perpetual Sacrifice 
and life-giving nourishment of His faithful people, 
deliver the souls in purgatory, 
but most of all, 
that soul which was most devoted 
to this Mystery of infinite love, 
in order that it may praise Thee therefor, 
together with Thy Divine Son 
and the Holy Spirit in Thy glory for ever.

Amen.

Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast! Yet sweeter far Thy face to see And in Thy presence rest. 
No voice can sing, no heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than Jesus’ name, The Savior of mankind. 

O hope of every contrite heart! 0 joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek!
But what to those who find? Ah! this Nor tongue nor pen can show The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. 
Jesus! our only hope be Thou, As Thou our prize shalt be; In Thee be all our glory now, And through eternity.

Amen.