My Jesus, laden with sorrows, I weep for the sins I have committed against you because of the punishment I deserve for them; and, still more, because of the displeasure that have caused you who have loved me with an infinite love.My Jesus, I love you more than I love myself; I am sorry that I have offended you. Never allow me to offend you again. Grant that I may love you always; and then do with me what you will.
(Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be)
O sweet Mother! Fount of love,
Touch my spirit from above
Make my heart with yours accord.
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