shoulders, thought of us, and for us offered to His Father the death He was about to undergo.
MY most beloved Jesus, I embrace all the tribulations Thou hast destined for me until death. I beseech Thee, by the merits of the pain Thou didst suffer in carrying Thy Cross, to give me the necessary help to carry mine with perfect patience and resignation. I love Thee, Jesus my love; I repent 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 wilt.
Our Father. Hail Mary. Glory be, etc.
3. O, how sad, and sore distressed,
Now was she, that Mother Blessed
Of the sole begotten One.
