O little St. Therese of the child Jesus,
who during your short life on earth
became a mirror of angelic purity,
of love strong as death,
and of wholehearted abandonment to God,
now that you rejoice in the reward of your virtues,
cast a glance of pity on me as I leave all things in your hands.
Make my troubles your own,
speak a word for me to our Lady Immaculate,
whose flower of special love you were.
to that Queen of heaven,
who smiled on you at the dawn of life.
Beg her as the Queen of the heart of Jesus
to obtain for me by her powerful intercession,
the grace I yearn for so ardently at this moment,
and that she join with it a blessing
that may strengthen me during life.
Defend me at the hour of death,
and lead me straight on to a happy eternity.