Before the Most Holy = $b (Coram Sanctissimo)Mary Loyola, Mother
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Before the Most Holy = $b (Coram Sanctissimo)
Mary Loyola, Mother
Lord's Supper -- Prayers and devotions -- English; Meditations
_Stay with us_, Lord, to-night. Stay to adore, and praise, and
give thanks for us whilst we sleep; to draw down mercy and grace upon
the world; to succour from earth’s tabernacles the holy suffering souls
in purgatory in their long night of weary pain.
_Stay with us_, to ward off the anger of God from our crowded
cities with their dens of vice, their crimes that call to Heaven for
vengeance.
_Stay with us_, to guard the innocent, to sustain the tempted, to
raise the fallen, to curb the power of the evil one, to prevent sin.
_Stay with us_, to comfort the sorrowing, to bless the death-beds,
to grant contrition to the dying, to receive into the arms of Your
mercy the thousands that this night must come before You for judgment.
O Good Shepherd, stay with Your sheep! Secure them against the perils
that beset them. Stay, above all, with the suffering and the dying.
“Grant us a quiet night and a perfect end.” Be our merciful Shepherd to
the last, that without fear we may appear before You as our Judge.
_Stay with us, Lord, to-night._ More favoured than the camp of
Israel slumbering under the guardianship of the pillar of fire, we
sleep with the Presence of God Incarnate shielding us on every side.
Well may we say: “In peace, in the self same, I will sleep and I will
rest”.
* * * * *
“Vouchsafe, O Lord, this night to keep us without sin.”
I map out the whole world into districts, and place each under the
jurisdiction of the nearest tabernacle. From that centre let the
radiance of the Divine protection go forth to every soul within its
circuit, enlightening, guarding--above all, strengthening against sin.
O Lord, from every tabernacle send forth to-night a strong efficacious
grace, to stop not one but a thousand sins. Because we have made the
Most High our refuge,[49] let no evil come near to hurt us. “Save us, O
Lord, waking, and keep us while we sleep, that we may watch with Christ
and rest in peace.”
[48] Psa. xc.
[49] Psa. xc.
XVI.
PRIVILEGED.
My lots are in Thy hands.--_Psa._ xxx. 15.
Suppose, my God, You had told us that as we know the worth of our soul,
You were going to trust us with the choice of the means by which its
salvation is to be worked out; You were going to put before us riches
and poverty, sickness and health, success and failure, a long life and
a short one, and we might take which seemed best for us. Should we be
content? Should we not say, if we were wise: “My God, do not trust this
to me. I shall choose, I know I shall, what I like, not what is best
for me.”
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