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 Give 'me  my  daily  bread,  O Lord,—

Thy Flesh,— Thyself,  Incarnate Word,

That feeds  our  heav’nly growth!

Hail Mary.

Jesus, what  truths  by  thee were taught,

What Borrows  soothed,  what wonders wrought,

Requited were  with  hate;

Vouchsafe that  I may  ever  be Like-minded,  blessed  Lord, with thee,

And envy  no  man’s  state!

Hail Mary.

Jesus, who  on  Mount  Thabor’s  height

Didst shew  thyself  inglorious light,

A Type of  what  shall  be;

Oh, that  my  life  so  stainless were,

That I too  on  God’s  hill  might share

The prize  of  victory!

Hail Mary.

Jesus, at  sight  of  Salem’s steep,

Thy tender  Heart  was  moved to weep

For all  her  future  woes;

Oh, that  thy  love  might  wake such grief

In me  for  sin,  and  bring  relief, In pardon,  from  its  throes!

Hail Mary.

Jesu, betray’d  and  cheaply  sold

By Judas,  for  the  love  of  gold,

His God,  his  friend,  his guide;

May I of  avarice  beware,

And make  thy  love  my  chiefest care,

Preferr’d to  all  beside!

Hail Mary.

Mighty Creator, deign  to hear,

Vouchsafe to  listen, Saviour dear; Directing Spirit, be  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!

Jesus, our  Lord  and  Master, thou

To wash  thy  servants’  feet didst bow,

Man’s haughtiness  to  lower.

Wash me,  O Lord,  from  all my sin,

And if  perchance  pride  lurks within,

Quell all  its  deadly  power!

''Our Father. ''

Jesus, who  my  true  flesh  didst take

Upon the  Paschal  night,  and break

For our  most  precious  food;

Oh, Living  Bread,  be  thou my strength,

Through which  the  world  and flesh at length

In me may be subdued!

Hail Mary. Jesus,   who  pouredst  forth  in guide; prayer