Prayer
to Our Lord on the Cross
MY
crucified JESUS, mercifully accept the prayer which I now make to Thee for help
in the moment of my death, when at its approach all my senses shall fail me.
When therefore, O sweetest JESUS, my weary and downcast eyes can no longer look
up to Thee, be mindful of the loving gaze which now I turn on Thee, and have
mercy on me. When my parched lips can no longer kiss thy most sacred wounds,
remember then those kisses which now I imprint on thee, and have mercy on me.
When my cold hands can no longer embrace thy Cross, forget not the affection
with which I embrace it now, and have mercy on me. And when, at length, my
swollen and lifeless tongue can no longer speak, remember that I called upon
Thee now. JESUS, Joseph, Mary, to you I commend my soul.
From the Raccolta
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