title>Night Prayers

 




 
GOLDEN ROSE…

Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland,
all my cares and troubles cease
as we kneel with love before you,
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
There were people of all ages
gathered 'round the gable wall
poor and humble men and women,
little children that you called
We are gathered here before you,
and our hearts are just the same
filled with joy at such a vision,
as we praise your name.
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland,
all my cares and troubles cease
as we kneel with love before you,
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
Though your message was unspoken,
still the truth in silence lies
as we gaze upon your vision,
and the truth I try to find
here I stand with John the teacher,
and with Joseph at your side
and I see the Lamb of God,
on the Altar glorified
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland,
all my cares and troubles cease
as we kneel with love before you,
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
And the Lamb will conquer
and the woman clothed in the sun
will shine Her light on everyone
Yes, the lamb will conquer
and the woman clothed in the sun,
will shine Her light on everyone
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland,
all my cares and troubles cease
as we kneel with love before you,
Lady of Knock, my Queen of Peace
Shepherd of my heart.

 

  Melinda Kirigin-Voss, Yesterday, Today, And Forever
Maker of this heart of mine
You know me very well
You understand my deepest part
More than I know myself
So when I face the darkness
When I need to find my way
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart
Keeper of this heart of mine
Your patience has no end
You've loved me back into Your arms
Time and time again
So if I start to wander
Like a lamb that's gone astray
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart
You're the beacon of my nights
You're the sunlight of my days
I can rest within Your arms
I can know Your loving ways
So let the cold winds blow
Let the storms rage all around
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart
Giver of this life in me
You're what I'm living for
For all my deepest gratitude
You love me even more
So as I walk through valleys
Listening for the Master's call
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart
You're the beacon of my nights
You're the sunlight of my days
I can rest within Your arms
I can know Your loving ways
So as I walk through valleys
Listening for my Master's call
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart
I'll trust in You
Shepherd of my heart

 

  St. Ignatius of Loyola
PRAYER OF SELF-DEDICATION TO JESUS CHRIST
Lord Jesus Christ, take all my freedom, my memory, my understanding, and my will. All that I have and cherish You have given me. I surrender it all to be guided by Your will. Your grace and Your love are wealth enough for me. Give me these, Lord Jesus, and I ask for nothing more!
Mary, Mother of God, dearest Mother of Sorrows, Blessed ever Virgin Mary, Blessed Mother of Love, help me to see God's love for me today like I've never seen His love for me before!
St. Augustine, Confessions
Too late have I loved you, O Beauty of ancient days, yet ever new! Too late I loved you! And behold, you were within, and I abroad, and there I searched for you; I was deformed, plunging amid those fair forms, which you had made. You were with me, but I was not with you. Things held me far from you-things which, if they were not in you, were not at all. You called, and shouted, and burst my deafness. You flashed and shone, and scattered my blindness. You breathed odors and I drew in breath-and I pant for you. I tasted, and I hunger and thirst. You touched me, and I burned for your peace.

 

  PRAYER TO OUR REDEEMER
Soul of Christ, make me holy. Body of Christ, be my salvation. Blood of Christ, let me drink Your wine. Water flowing from the side of Christ, wash me clean. Passion of Christ, strengthen me. Kind Jesus, hear my prayer, hide me within Your wounds and keep me close to You. Defend me from the evil enemy. Call me at my death to the fellowship of Your saints, that I may sing Your praise with them through all eternity. Amen.

 

  PRAYER TO JESUS CHRIST CRUCIFIED
My good and dear Jesus, I kneel before You, asking You most earnestly to engrave upon my heart a deep and lively faith, hope and charity, with true repentance for my sins and firm resolve to make amends as I reflect upon Your five wounds and dwell upon them with deep compassion and grief. I recall, good Jesus, the words the prophet David spoke long ago concerning Yourself: "They have pierced My Hands and My Feet; they have counted all My bones."

 

  SAINT THOMAS AQUINAS
Lord, Father all powerful and ever living God, I thank You, for even though I am a sinner, Your unprofitable servant, not because of my worth, but in the kindness of Your mercy, You have fed me with the precious body and blood of Your Son, our Lord Jesus Christ. I pray that this Holy Communion may not bring me condemnation and punishment but forgiveness and salvation. May it be a helmet of faith and a shield of good will. May it purify me from evil ways and put an end to my evil passions. May it bring me charity and patience, humility and obedience, and growth in the power to do good. May it be my strong defense against all my enemies, visible and invisible, and the perfect calming of all my evil impulses, bodily and spiritually. May it unite me more closely to You, the one true God, and lead me safely through death to everlasting happiness with You. And I pray that You will lead me, a sinner, to the banquet where You, with Your Son and Holy Spirit, are true and perfect light, total fulfillment, everlasting joy, gladness without end, and perfect happiness to Your saints. Grant this through Christ our Lord. Amen.

 

  A GIFT FROM MY RETREAT DIRECTOR, Immaculata Retreat House, Willimantic, CT
November, 1998. LOVE ME AS YOU ARE. "Love Me as you are. I know your misery, the combats and tribulations of your soul, the weakness and infirmities of your body. I know your laziness, your sins, your failings; and I tell you, just the same, give Me your heart. Love Me AS YOU ARE. If you wait until you become an angel to deliver yourself to love, you will never love Me. Even if you fail often in those particular sins that you would rather never know, even if you are lazy in the practice of virtue, I do not permit you to not love Me. Love Me as you are, at every instant and in every position you may find yourself, whether you be in fervor, in dryness, or in tepidity; whether you be in fidelity or infidelity, love Me just AS YOU ARE. I want the love of your poor heart, your indigent heart. If you decide to wait until you are perfect to love Me, you will never love Me. Do you realize that I could take every single grain of sand that exists and make of each grain a seraphim all radiant with purity, of nobility, and of love? Could I not with a single sign of My will make surge or rise up from nothingness, millions of saints, a million times more perfect and more loveable than the saints I have already created? Am I not All-Powerful? And if it please Me to not do this, and to leave into nothingness all these marvelous beings that I could actually make to rise and create, and prefer to them all your poor love, is that not My business? My child, let Me love you. I want your heart. I definitely intend to form you, but in the meantime, I love you AS YOU ARE. You… love Me AS YOU ARE. I desire to see this love that you have rise and increase from the bottom of your misery. I love in you even your weakness, I love the love of the poor. Today, I stand at the door of your heart as a mendicant, a beggar... I who am the Lord of Lords. I knock and I wait. Please hasten to open to Me and don't use as an excuse to not open to Me, your own misery. Your indigence, if you really knew it totally, your poverty, if you fully understood it, would make you die of sorrow. The only thing that would wound My heart would be to see you doubt and to lack confidence. I want you to think of Me every hour of the day and of the night. I do not want you to pause at any action and even the most insignificant of actions without any other motive than that of love. From this indigence, this poverty, must rise continually this cry: "Lord, I love You!" This is the song of your heart that is important: That you love Me. I do not need your science and I do not need your talents and virtues, you are so weak that, soon, self-love would get mixed in all of this; and so you must not worry about that. I could have destined you to do great things. No, you shall be the servant who is useless. I will take from you even the very little that you have because I have created you for Love. So love. Love will make you do the rest without your even thinking of it. Do not seek any other thing but to fill the present moment with your love. And when you have to suffer, I will give you strength. You gave Me love, I will give you the ability to love beyond anything you could have ever dreamed of. Just remember this, LOVE ME AS YOU ARE. Do not wait to become a saint to deliver to Me your love and to deliver yourself to Love, other wise you will never love."

Daddy, Your love is the only answer. Instead of judging others, pray for them to see Your love for them. Instead of criticizing others, pray for them to see Your love for them. Instead of vengeance against others, pray for them to see Your love for them. There just seems to be absolutely NO OTHER ANSWER, Daddy! Instead of wallowing in discouragement, pray for me to see Your love for me. Instead of worrying, pray for me to see Your love for me. Instead of letting confusion get me down, pray for me to see Your love for me. Instead of letting fear rule my life, pray for me to see Your love for me. Instead of letting doubts rob me of peace, pray for me to see Your love for me. I love You dearly, Daddy! DADDY, YOU LOVE ME! I am in awe and gratitude, Daddy! I love You with all my strength! Feeble as that strength is, unsteady as my resolve is, unfaithful as my heart has been, unsteady as my feet stand, I give it all to YOU right now and forever! I love You, LORD, my strength, my rock, my fortress, my deliverer, my forgiveness, my Peace.

 

  SAINT FAUSTINA: Jesus, Eternal Light, enlighten my mind, strengthen my will, inflame my heart, and be with me as You have promised, for without You I am nothing. You know, Jesus, how weak I am. I do not need to tell You this, for You Yourself know perfectly well how wretched I am. It is in You that all my strength lies.
O Eternal Father, I offer You the Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of Your dearly beloved Son, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, in atonement for our sins and those of the whole world. For the sake of His sorrowful Passion, have mercy on us and on the whole world…

 

  PSALM 103: Bless the LORD, my soul; all my being, bless his holy name! Bless the LORD, my soul; do not forget all the gifts of God, Who pardons all your sins, heals all your ills, redeems your life from destruction, surrounds you with love and compassion, Fills your days with good things; your youth is renewed like the eagle's. The LORD does righteous deeds, brings justice to all the oppressed. His ways were revealed to Moses, mighty deeds to the people of Israel. Merciful and gracious is the LORD, slow to anger, abounding in kindness. God does not always rebuke, nurses no lasting anger, has not dealt with us as our sins merit, nor requited us as our deeds deserve. As the heavens tower over the Earth, so God's love towers over the faithful. As far as the east is from the west, so far have our sins been removed from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on the faithful. For he knows how we are formed, remembers that we are dust. Our days are like the grass; like flowers of the field we blossom. The wind sweeps over us and we are gone; our place knows us no more. But the LORD's kindness is forever, toward the faithful from age to age. He favors the children's children of those who keep His covenant, who take care to fulfill its precepts. The LORD's throne is established in Heaven; God's royal power rules over all. Bless the LORD, all you angels, mighty in strength and attentive, obedient to every command. Bless the LORD, all you hosts, ministers who do God's will. Bless the LORD, all creatures, everywhere in God's domain. Bless the LORD, my soul!

 

  PRAYER TO THE VIRGIN MARY
Mary, Holy Virgin Mother, I have received Your Son, Jesus Christ. With love You became His Mother, gave birth to Him, nursed Him, and helped Him grow to manhood. With love I return Him to You, to hold once more, to love with all Your heart, and to offer to the Holy Trinity as our supreme act of worship for Your honor and for the good of all Your pilgrim brothers and sisters. Mother, ask God to forgive my sins and to help me serve Him more faithfully. Keep me true to Christ until death, and let me come to praise Him with You for ever and ever. Amen!

 

  FOR OUR DECEASED BISHOPS, PRIESTS, DEACONS, & RELIGIOUS BROTHERS AND SISTERS: Lord God, You chose our brothers and sisters to serve us, Your people, and to share the joys and burdens of our lives. Look with mercy upon them. Give them the reward of their labors and the fullness of life promised to those who preach Your Holy Gospel. Grant that they, who committed themselves zealously to the service of Your Holy Name, may rejoice forever in the company of Your Saints. We ask this through Christ, our Lord! Amen!

 

  September 22, 1`990: Dearest, dearest Daddy, This has been a day of temptations, but truly a day of victory with You! I love You dearly, Daddy! Several times, Daddy, Satan was a veritable nuisance! He left no stone unturned in his attacks. Does he know something I don't know, Daddy? Is the end near? He seems to be fighting desperately, or is it just me who is so weak? Whatever the case, Daddy, I renew my consecration this night to Mary and through Her totally to Your Son! May no area, no value, no aspect of my life be kept from Your Son! May I belong totally, unreservedly to Him tonight, Daddy, like never before! Forgive all that needs forgiving, please; redeem all that needs redeeming; keep me close to You throughout this night, Daddy! I love You dearly! Daddy, dearest, St. Paul talks in his letter to the Philippians in this weekend's Mass, of his dilemma in going on living or in dying and being one with Your Son forever. That reading, Daddy, is more and more becoming a favorite with me; all that I pray, Daddy, is that my living and my dying may bring many to know You and Your love! Daddy, dearest, whatever the cause of this raging blood pressure, if my dying could bring more home to You then may I die soon! May many, many, many, may all who are away, lost in their brokenness, come home, Daddy! May my every moment of living, Daddy, bring your people home! Daddy, dearest, whatever, the cause of this blood pressure, even if it is my own fault, something I have done or something I should have done or should not have done, please forgive me and redeem my wrongs with salvation for others. You redeem, Daddy, not only the "innocent" sufferings, but even, yes, those that we, I, have brought on ourselves, myself, when we offer them to YOU! I offer to You right now ALL THAT'S ME AND ALL THAT'S MINE AND THAT INCLUDES THIS WHOLE BLOOD PRESSURE SITUATION. If it is my own doing, Daddy, then I beg You through the water and blood flowing from Your Son's side, wash my guilt away and redeem my sufferings by bringing many home to You through them. I think of my niece; I think of Daddy 21 years ago; I think of my dear Uncle and Aunt. My sufferings are not Your Will, Daddy; I may never suffer like them, but Daddy, I want to talk with You about what may come before it does come, if indeed it does come! What a privilege, Daddy, it is to be able to look ahead and accept whatever may come; this moment, 10:30 p.m. Saturday night, 09/22/1990, is such a special grace from You, Daddy! Before the meningitis 36 years ago I didn't have a moment of acceptance, offering, like this and it took me 22 years afterwards to accept and offer the results of the meningitis! Thank You, thank You, thank You, Daddy, dearest, for this moment of acceptance and offering in advance of WHATEVER suffering may or may not come! Daddy, dearest, I just want to belong to You with all that's me and all that's mine! I want no part of me or mine not to belong to You! As You have so powerfully used my blindness, so use all of me, now and forever, in life and in death, in health and in suffering, to bring Your broken ones home! I just love You so dearly, Daddy and I thank You eternally, united with Your Son's Eucharistic thanksgiving on every altar of this world, for this grace-filled moment of life! I had no idea when I began this love letter what I would write, but You knew what You would give me! I shudder to think of missing this gift of life had I decided, because of not feeling well, to skip this prayer time for Us tonight! Wow! Daddy, whatever comes of this blood pressure situation I am so grateful for all that has already come of it! I love You dearly! Momma, dearest, I am truly Yours tonight, tomorrow, and forever! What can I say? I love You dearly! Good night!

 

  St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the Heavenly Hosts, by the power of God cast into Hell Satan and all the evil spirits who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls! O Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us! O Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us!

 

  BLESSING OF SAINT COLETTE: May the Father of all mercy, the Son by His holy passion, and the Holy Spirit, source of peace, sweetness and love, fill us with their consolation. Amen.

 

F A N T A S T I C !

     
Music: At the Cross
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