Showing posts with label Sacrament - Blessed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sacrament - Blessed. Show all posts

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Prayer to Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament

O DIVINE Jesus, lonely to-night in so many Tabernacles, without visitor or worshipper, I offer Thee my lonely heart, and may its beatings be a prayer of love to Thee. Thou art ever watching under Sacramental veils; in Thy Love Thou never sleepest, and art never weary in Thy vigil for sinners. O Loving Jesus, O Lovely Jesus, may my heart be a lamp, the light of which shall burn for Thee alone. Watch Sacramental Sentinel, watch for the weary world, for the erring soul and for Thy poor lonely child. Amen.
O Sacred Heart of Jesus, that I could water with my tears those places where the marks of Thy Love have been received only with contempt and indifference. In reparation for such injuries, I offer Thee the love of all just souls, the ardour of the angels, and above all, the tender sentiments of Thine Immaculate Mother. Permit me to unite with that offering the affections of my heart. Amen.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Hymn of Saint Thomas Aquinas to Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament

O Godhead hid, devoutly I adore Thee,
Who truly art within the forms before me;
To Thee my heart I bow with bended knee,
As failing quite in comprehending Thee.
Jesu, Eternal Shepherd, hear our cry;
Increase the faith of all whose souls on Thee rely.

Sight, touch, and taste in Thee are each deceived,
The ear alone most safely is believed;
I believe all the Son of God hath spoken,
Than Truth's own word there is no surer token.

God only on the Cross lay hid from view,
But here lies hid at once His manhood too;
And I, in both professing my belief,
The same prayer make as the repentant thief.

Thy Wounds, as Thomas saw, I do not see,
Yet Thee confess my God and Lord to be;
Make me believe Thee ever more and more,
In Thee my hope, in Thee my love to store.

O thou memorial of Our Lord's own dying,
O Living Bread, to mortals life supplying,
Make Thou my soul henceforth on Thee to live,
Ever a taste of heavenly sweetness to give.

O Loving Jesus! O Christ my God!
Unclean I am, cleanse me in Thy Blood,
Of which a single drop for sinners spilt
Could ransom all the world from all its guilt.

Jesu, Whom for the present veil'd I see,
What I so thirst for, O vouchsafe to me,
That I may see Thy Countenance unfolding,
And may be blest Thy Glory in beholding.
Amen.

The Little Treasury of Leaflets

Hymn of Saint Alphonsus, in Honour of the Blessed Eucharist

O Bread of Heaven, beneath this veil
Thou dost my very God conceal;
My Jesus, dearest Treasure, hail!
I love Thee and adoring kneel:
The loving soul by Thee is fed
With Thine Own Self in form of bread.

O Food of Life, Thou Who dost give
The pledge of immortality;
I live - no, 'tis not I that live;
God gives me life, God lives in me:
He feeds my soul, He guides my ways,
And every grief with joy repays.

O Bond of Love, that dost unite
The servant of his living Lord,
Could I dare live and not requite
Such love, then death were meet reward;
I cannot live, unless to prove
Some love for such unmeasured love.

O mighty Fire, Thou that dost burn
To kindle every mind and heart,
To Thee my frozen soul doth yearn;
Come, Lord of Love, Thy warmth impart.
If thus to speak too bold appear,
'Tis love like Thine heath banished fear.

My dearest God, Who dost so bind
My heart with countless chains to Thee;
O sweetest Love, my soul shall find
In Thy dear bonds true liberty;
Thyself Thou hast bestowed on me,
Thine, Thine for ever I will be.

The Little Treasury of Leaflets

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Prayers to the Blessed Sacrament

by St. Alphonsus Liguori

O most lovely, most sweet, and dearest Jesus! life, hope, treasure, and only love of my soul! Oh, how much has it not cost Thee to remain with us in this sacrament. It was necessary for Thee to die in order to remain afterwards upon our altars; and how many injuries hast Thou not been made to suffer, in consequence of this presence among us! But Thy love, and Thy desire to be loved by us, have surmounted all. Come then, Lord, come and occupy my heart, and afterwards close the gate to it for ever, so that no creature may ever enter again to take away a part of this love which belongs entirely to Thee, and which I am unwilling to give to any other. Do Thou alone, my dear Redeemer, reign over me! Do Thou alone possess me entirely, and if at any time I should not obey Thee perfectly, punish me severely, that for the future I may be more careful to please Thee, according to Thy desire. Let me no more desire nor seek for any other pleasure than to please Thee, to visit Thee often at Thine altar, to converse with Thee, and to receive Thee in holy Communion. Let them look for other goods who will! For me, I love only, I desire only the treasure of Thy love. The only favor I ask at the foot of this altar is that I may forget myself altogether, to remember only Thy goodness. Blessed seraphs, I do not envy you your glory! but by the love which you bear to your God and mine, oh, teach me what I must do to love Him and please Him like you!
O my Lord and King, hidden in this sacrament, since Thou dost invite me to converse with Thee, I will open my heart with confidence, and speak. O my Jesus, ardent lover of souls, I know too well the injustice and ingratitude of men towards Thee. Thou lovest them, and they do not love Thee; Thou dost confer benefits on them, and they return Thee insults; Thou wouldst have them hear Thy voice, and they will not listen; Thou dost offer them graces, and they refuse them. Ah! my Jesus, I, too, was once among the number of these ungrateful souls. O my God, it is only too true. But I desire to amend, and I wish to compensate for the injuries I have done Thee, by doing all I can to please Thee for the remainder of my life. Tell me, O Lord, what Thou dost require of me. I will do it without the least reserve. Make known to me Thy will by the way of holy obedience, and I hope to accomplish it. My God, I firmly promise never to leave undone any act wich I know to be agreeable to Thee, although the performance of it should cost me the loss of all things - of relations, friends, character, health, and even life itself. Let me lose all, if only I may do Thy will! Happy loss, when all is sacrificed to content Thy heart. O God of my soul! I love Thee, O Sovereign Good, above all goods worthy of my love, and in loving Thee I unite my feeble heart with the hearts of all the seraphim. I unite it with the heart of Mary and with the heart of Jesus. I love Thee with my whole soul; I wish to love Thee alone, now and for ever.