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 Thy Son; hear their cry; they beseech Thee to pardon me: do Thou pardon me. And Thou, my Redeemer, bring ever to my remembrance, the pains which Thou hast suffered on my behalf; the love that Thou hast borne me; and my ingratitude, through which so many times I have deserved hell; that so I may ever bewail the insults I have offered Thee, and may ever burn with Thy love.

Ah! my Jesus, how shall I not burn with Thy love, when I think that for so many years I ought to be burning in hell, and then to burn for all eternity; and that Thou hast died to liberate me, and with so great compassion hast delivered me? Were I in hell, I should now hate Thee, and be compelled to hate Thee for ever; but now I love Thee, and I desire to love Thee for ever. This I hope for, through Thy Blood. Thou lovest me, and I also love Thee; and Thou wilt ever love me if I leave, Thee not. Ah, my Saviour, save me from the disgrace of leaving Thee, and then do with me as Thou wilt. I deserve every chastisement, and I accept it, that Thou mayest deliver me from the chastisement of being deprived of Thy love. O Jesus, my Refuge, how often have I condemned myself to hell, and Thou hast delivered me. Ah, deliver me from sin, which alone can deprive me of the grace of God, and carry me downwards to hell.