Is there one who would not weep,
'whelmed in miseries so deep
Christ's dear Mother to behold.
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Consider how the Son met His Mother on His way to
Calvary. Jesus and Mary gazed at each other and their looks became
as so many arrows to wound those hearts which loved each other so
tenderly.
My most loving Jesus,
by the pain You suffered in this meeting
grant me the grace of being truly devoted to Your most holy Mother.
And, you, my Queen, who was overwhelmed with sorrow,
obtain for me by your prayers
a tender and lasting remembrance of the passion of your divine Son.
I love You, Jesus, my Love, above all things.
I repent of ever having offended You.
Never allow me to offend You again.
Grant that I may love You always;
and then do with me as You will
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