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 Thou hast suffered for my sake that I may love Thee, and never more offend Thee. If my servant had done for me that which Thou hast done, I should not have had the heart to wound him; and I have often turned away from Thee, Who died for me. O beautiful flame of love, which compellest Thee, a God, to give a life for me; come, inflame, fill my whole heart, and destroy in it every affection towards the creature. Ah, my loved Redeemer, how is it possible to think of Thee in the manger of Bethlehem, on the Cross at Calvary, or in the Sacrament on our altars, without loving Thee? My Jesus, I love Thee with my whole soul. During the remaining years of my life, Thou shalt be my only Good, my only Love. The unhappy years are sufficient for me, during which I lived miserably forgetful of Thy Passion and Thy love. I give myself entirely to Thee and if I do not give myself as I ought, take hold of me, and reign in all my heart. " Thy kingdom come." (S. Matt. vi. 10.) Let it serve no other than Thy love; speak of no other; treat of no other; think of no other; sigh for nothing, but Thy love and Thy pleasure. Aid me ever with Thy grace, that I may be faithful to Thee. I confide in Thy merits, O my Jesus!