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 thou didst  choose  to  be  loaded  with  insults:  oh,  let  my consolation  be  to  be  despised  for  thy  sake. I unite  all my actions  and  all  my  sufferings  to  this  adorable  mystery;  I  beseech  thee,  through  thy  divine  merits,  O  Jesus, to vouchsafe  to  remember  me  at  the  hour  of  my  death, and to  grant  me  pardon  and  mercy.

Blessed be  the  hour,  O  my  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  in  which thou didst  choose  to  suffer  this  insulting  preference;  oh, detach my  heart  from  all  created  things. I unite  all  my actions  and  all  my  sufferings  to  this  adorable  mystery; I beseech  thee,  through  thy  divine  merits,  O  Jesus,  to vouchsafe  to  remember  me  at  the  hour  of  my  death,  and to grant  me  pardon  and  mercy.

Blessed be  the  hour,  O  my  Saviour  Jesus  Christ,  in which  thou  didst  choose  to  be  torn  by  scourges,  and  to shed  thy  precious  blood  in  order  to  blot  out  my  sins. I unite all  my  actions  and  all  my  sufferings  to  this  adorable, mystery; and  I  beseech  thee,  through  thy  divine  merits; O Jesus,  to  vouchsafe  to  remember  me  at  the  hour  of  my death,  and  to  grant  me  pardon  and  mercy.

Blessed be  the  hour,  O  my  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  in  which thou didst  vouchsafe  to  suffer  this  painful  crowning  for our sakes;  oh,  pierce  my  heart  with  sorrow  and  regret for having  offended  thee. I unite  all  my  actions  and  all my sufferings  to  this  adorable  mystery;  and  I  beseech