The Complete Manual of Catholic Piety: Containing a Selection of Fervent Prayers, Pious Reflection, and Solid Instructions, Adapted to Every State of Life. To Which is Annexed a Supplement, Containing Excellent and Approved Devotions, With the Epistles and Gospels for All the Sundays and Festivals of the Year.Gahan, William
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The Complete Manual of Catholic Piety: Containing a Selection of Fervent Prayers, Pious Reflection, and Solid Instructions, Adapted to Every State of Life. To Which is Annexed a Supplement, Containing Excellent and Approved Devotions, With the Epistles and Gospels for All the Sundays and Festivals of the Year.
Gahan, William
Catholic Church -- Liturgy; Catholic Church -- Prayers and devotions -- English
I am fully sensible, O my God, that there cannot be a greater
misfortune than to have displeased thee, who art infinitely good
and worthy of all our affections. I tremble when I consider how
terrible a misfortune it is to fall unprepared into thy hands;
for who can bear that dreadful sentence: _Depart from me, ye
accursed, into eternal fire!_--Matthew xxv. But the thought of
losing thee, O Lord, alarms me still more than any other
punishment whatsoever. Thy patience in waiting for me, thy
readiness to pardon me, the multitude of thy mercies, which I
have so often experienced, are now present to my mind; they
upbraid me most forcibly.
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Thou hast brought me forth from nothing, created me to thine own
image and likeness, ransomed me with thy precious blood, and
after I had rebelled and become a slave to Satan, thou didst
still bear with me, adopt me as thy child, and prefer me to
thousands who were never enlightened by thy holy law. Yet I have
deserted thee, I have tired myself in the ways of iniquity, I
have hated thy discipline, I have turned my back on all thy
commandments. Though thou hast called me, yet have I refused to
return; though thou hast frequently stretched out thy hands to
me, yet I have paid no regard to thy invitations. Wretch that I
am! who shall deliver me from this body of death? Who shall give
water to my head, and a fountain of tears to my eyes, that day
and night I may weep for my ingratitude? I have sinned! what
shall I do to appease thee? O Guardian of men! behold I
acknowledge my iniquity. My transgressions are become a heavy
burden upon me. I am not worthy to appear before thee, nor even
to lift up my eyes before thy throne. From the depth of my misery
I cry out to thee: O Lord, hear my voice, and be merciful to a
poor sinner! Thy mercies surpass all thy works; thou willest not
my death but my conversion; nor didst thou come to call the just,
but sinners to repentance. Thou art always mindful of thy word,
on which I rely: receive thy prodigal child, nor let me
henceforth be ever separated from thee.
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