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 Mighty Creator, deign  to hear;

Vouchsafe to  listen, Saviour dear;

Directing Spirit, he  thou near,

Thou art my God, my all!

Pray for  us,  Mary,  Mother sweet,

Mother most  kind,  thy  Son entreat,

Ever refresh  our  weary  feet.

That seek  His  homeward call!

Jesu, baptised,  the  Father’s voice

Declared thee  his  peculiar choice,

The Spirit  too  came  down;

So wash  me,  Lord,  that  I may  be

At the  great  day  approved  of thee,

Before the  Father’s  throne!

Our Father, 

Jesu, thro’  might  of  lengthen’d fast,

How powerfully  didst  thou blast

The tempter’s  arch  deceit;

Lest sin’s  deep  fraud  should me confound,

Grant that  I may  with  faith abound,

The devil’s  wiles  to  meet!

''Hail Mary. ''

Jesus, who  calledst  from  the sea

Poor fishermen,  design’d  by thee

To teach  the  world  thy way;

Grant, Lord,  that  at  thy  in* ward call

We too  may  come,  and  guard from fall

The feet  that  would  delay!

''Hail Mary. ''

Jesus, who,  when  a marriage guest,

Didst, at  thy  Mother’s  sweet request,

Change water  into  wine;

Make me  to  seek,  by  acts  of love,

My neighbour’s  good,  and thus to  prove

My zeal  for  thee  and  thine!

''Hail Mary. ''

Jesus, how  toil’d  thy  blessed Feet

O’er hill  and  dale  and  stony street,

In weary  want  and  pain!

Oh, may  I rather  cold  and heat

Prefer, with  hunger,  thirst, and sweat,

To joys  thou  didst  disdain!

''Hail Mary. ''

Jesus, in  all  the  zeal  of  love.

How graciously  didst  thou reprove

Poor wretches  lost  in  sin!

Ah, may  I first  in  penance live,

Rebuking self,  then  humbly strive

My brother’s  soul  to  win!

''Hail Mary. ''

Jesus, who  didst  the  multitude

Twice nourish  with  miraculous food.

Of soul  and  body  both;