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O Thou living fruit, Thou sweet blossom, Thou delicious paradise
apple of the blooming fatherly heart, Thou sweet vine of Cyprus in
the vineyard of Engaddi, who will give me to receive Thee so
worthily this day that Thou shalt desire to come to me, to dwell
with me, and never to separate from me!
O unfathomable good, that fillest heaven and earth, incline
Thyself graciously this day, and despise not Thy poor creature.
Lord, if I am not worthy of Thee, yet do I stand in need of Thee.
Ah, gentle Lord, art Thou not He who with one word created heaven
and earth? Lord, with one word canst Thou restore health to my
sick soul. O Lord, do unto me according to Thy grace, according to
Thy infinite mercy, and not according to my deserts. Yes, Thou art
the innocent Paschal Lamb, which at this day is still offered up
for the sins of all mankind.
Ah, Thou sweet-tasting bread of heaven, which contains all sweet
tastes according to the desire of everyone's heart, make the
hungry mouth of my soul to rejoice in Thee this day; give me to
eat and to drink; strengthen, adorn, and unite me interiorly to
Thee.
Ah, Eternal Wisdom, come down so powerfully this day into my soul,
that all my enemies may be driven out of her, all my crimes be
melted away, and all my sins be forgiven. Enlighten my
understanding with the light of true faith. Inflame my will with
Thy sweet love. Cheer up my mind with Thy glad presence, and give
virtue and perfection to all my powers. Watch over me at my death,
that I may enjoy Thy beatific vision in eternal bliss. Amen.
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