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O Father of mercies, look upon my miseries, and have pity upon me; grant me light, and make me to know my past folly, that I may weep, and Thy Infinite Goodness, that I may love it. My Jesus, " Shut not up my soul with the sinners." (Ps. xxvi. 9.) Thou hast shed Thy Blood for my salvation. Grant that I may never again become the slave of Satan as I was in time past. I repent, O Highest Good, the having left Thee. I detest all those moments in which I willingly consented to sin; and I embrace Thy holy will, which alone desires my good. Eternal Father, through the merits of Jesus Christ, give me strength to follow all things that may please Thee. Let me rather die than any more oppose Thy will. Help me by Thy grace, to repose in Thee alone all my love, and to banish all affections which do not tend to Thee. I love Thee, O God of my soul, I love Thee above all things; and from Thee I hope for all my good; for pardon, for perseverance in Thy love, and for heaven, where I may love Thee for ever.