Prayer to Our Lord on The Cross

My Crucified Jesus,

mercifully accept the prayer which I now make to Thee for help in the moment of my death, when all my senses shall fail me.

When, therefore, O sweetest Jesus, my weary and downcast eyes can no longer look up to Thee, be mindful of the loving gaze which now I turn on Thee, and have mercy on me.

When my parched lips can no longer kiss Thy Most Sacred Wounds, remember then those kisses which now I imprint on Thee, and have mercy on me.

When my cold hands can no longer embrace Thy Cross, forget not the affection with which I embrace it now, and have mercy on me.

And when, at length, my swollen and lifeless tongue can no longer speak, remember that I called Thee now.

Jesus, Joseph, Mary, to you I commend my soul.

 

(St Anthony’s Treasury 1916)

 

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