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 through Thy  merits,  without  even  so  much  as  knowing it,  was,  by  baptism,  made  a  child  of  the  Church; through Thy  love  my  sins  have  been  often  forgiven, and I  have  received  many  special  graces;  through Thee I  have  the  hope  of  dying  in  the  grace  of  God, and of  loving  Thee  eternally  in  paradise.

O my  beloved  Redeemer,  what  gratitude  do  I  not owe Thee! Into Thy  pierced  hands  I  commend  my poor  soul. Make me  well  understand  the  excess  of that  love  which  made  God  die  for  me:  would  that  I could  die  for  Thee! But what  would  the  death  of  a wicked  slave  weigh  against  the  death  of  his  Lord and God? Would that  I  could,  at  least,  love  Thee with my  whole  heart;  but  without  Thy  help,  O  my Jesus,  I  can  do  nothing. Oh, help  me! and, through the merits  of  Thy  death,  make  me  die  to  all  earthly affections, that  so  I  may  love  Thee  only,  Who  dost deserve all  my  love. I love  Thee,  O  Infinite  Goodness. I love  Thee,  my  chief  Good. O Mary,  my Mother,  intercede  for  me. Amen.

H, my  crucified  Jesus,  look  on  me  with  the same love  with  which  Thou  didst  look  on me  when  dying  on  the  cross  for  me;  look  on me,  and  have  pity  on  me;  give  me  a  general  pardon for all  the  displeasure  I  have  given  Thee;  give  me holy  perseverance;  give  me  Thy  holy  love;  give  me a  perfect  conformity  to  Thy  will;  give  me  paradise, that I  may  love  Thee  there  forever. I deserve  nothing; but  Thy  wounds  encourage  me  to  hope  for every good  from  Thee. Ah, Jesus  of  my  soul,  by that  love  which  made  Thee  die  for  me,  give  me  Thy love. Take away  from  me  all  affection  to  creatures, give me  resignation  in  tribulation,  and  make  Thyself the  object  of  all  my  affections,  that  from  this  day forward I  may  love  none  other  but  Thee.