Virgin, most holy, Mother of the Word Incarnate, Treasurer of graces, and Refuge of sinners, I fly top your motherly affection with lively faith, and I beg of you the grace ever to do the will of God. Into your most holy hands I commit the keeping of my heart, asking you for health of […]
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We salute you, Holy Mary, Daughter of God the Father, and entreat you to obtain for us a devotion like your own to the most Sweet Will of God. We salute you, Virgin Mother of God the Son, and entreat you to obtain for us such union with the Sacred Heart of Jesus that our
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O God, who by means of the most glorious Mother of Thy Son was pleased to give new children to Thy Church for the deliverance of Christ’s faithful from the power of the heathen; grant, we beseech Thee, that we who love and honor her as the foundress of so great a work may, by
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O what consolation, what sweetness, what confidence, what emotion fill my soul when I pronounce thy sacred name, or even only think of thee. I thank God for having given thee, for my good, so sweet, so powerful, so lovely a name. But I will not be content with merely pronouncing thy name: let my
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Mary! A Name too pure for mortal lips Or language of the seraphim, First borrowed from the songs of heaven, It stirs the soul, yet soothes our fears. O Mary! Who, in joy, or tears, While onward o’er the surges driven, Hath e’er unaided called on thee, Thou Star of life’s tempestuous sea! Sweet Name
Holy Mary, my patron, I ask you to pray for me to Jesus your son. Through your constant prayers, may God continue to guide my paths and help me to follow Jesus in love. Holy Mary, pray for me and for all the people of God. Amen.
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Beloved, Mother of us all, To-day we remember That, of all earth’s millions, You, Mary, in the womb, Were shining, whole, And Godward-turned. You only, O Morning Star, Lighted the clouds of sin and waiting. You only, Immaculate Ark, Glided above the depths of the primal curse; For you were to bear safely over those
