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 the lance, thou didst offer the cup of life, filled from thine own Heart, to all who had drunk in Adam the cup of death, that in thee, who art the life, all might be made sons of everlasting life and blessedness. Wherefore, O thou tenderest Lover of my soul, in return for thy love, and for the undeserved bitterness of thy guiltless Passion, I offer thee my whole heart, earnestly desiring, from this moment to the time of my departure hence, to bear with thee all the bitterness and the sorrow of thy sweetest Heart, and of thine immaculate Body; and beseeching thee to wound my heart with a sense and sympathy in thy Passion, and evermore to keep alive its memory within me.

Amen.

Our Lord said to St. Mechtilde: Behold, I make over to thee all the bitterness of my Passion, that thou mayest offer it to me again as though it were thine own possession. And whoever shall do this shall receive double at my hand, and whenever he renews this offering he shall assuredly receive the double; and this is that hundredfold which a man receives in this life, and in the world to come life everlasting. 

Most gracious Jesus, Redeemer and Saviour of the whole human race, I recall to thy mind with gratitude and love all the sorrow and anxiety which