Day 29

Prayer Before Each Visit to the Most Blessed Sacrament

My Lord Jesus Christ who, because of your immense love for humanity, remain day and night in this Sacrament, awaiting, calling, and welcoming all those who come to visit you, I believe that you are present here, I adore you in the abyss of my nothingness, and I thank you for having given yourself to me in this Sacrament, for having given me your Most Holy Mother Mary, as my advocate, and for having called me to visit you in this church.

Today greet your beloved heart, and I intend to greet it for three reasons. Firstly, in thanksgiving for this great gift. Secondly, to make amends for all the offences which you receive in this Sacrament. Thirdly, I intend in this visit to adore you in all the places of the earth where you are most abandoned.

My Jesus, I love you with all my heart. I repent for having so often offended your infinite goodness. With your grace, I resolve never to offend you again in the future; and at present, unworthy as I am, I consecrate myself entirely to you, I give you my affections and everything I possess. From this day on, do with me all that you please. I ask only for your holy love, for perseverance to the end of my life and for the perfect fulfillment of your will. I commend to you the souls of Purgatory, especially all those most devoted to the Blessed Sacrament and to Mary Most Holy. I commend to you all poor sinners. I unite all my feelings to those of your most beloved heart, and thus united, I offer them to your eternal Father and I pray to him to accept them and to satisfy them out of love for you. Amen.

Visit to the Blessed Sacrament

Behold I stand at the door and knock. (Apoc. 3, 20.) O most loving shepherd, who, not satisfied with sacrificing Yourself once to death on the altar of the cross for the love of Your flock, have moreover been pleased to hide Yourself in this divine Sacrament on the altars of our churches, to be always near, and to knock at the doors of our hearts, and thus obtain Your admission. Ah, did I but know how to enjoy Your nearness to me as did the sacred Spouse in the Canticles, who says: I sat down under His shadow, Whom I desired. (Cant. 2, 3.) Ah, did I but love You, did I but really love You, my most amiable Jesus, I also should wish never to leave the foot of a tabernacle either night or day; and fixing myself near Your Majesty, concealed under the apparent shadow of the sacred species, I also should find that divine sweetness and that happiness which souls enamored of You find there. O Jesus, be graciously pleased to draw me by the odor of Your beauties, and of the immense love which You do manifest in this Sacrament: Draw me, we will run after You to the odor of Your ointments. (Cant. 1, 3.) Yes, my Savior, I will leave creatures and all earthly pleasures, to run after You in this Sacrament: As olive shoots round about your table. (Ps. 127, 3.) Oh, what abundant fruits of virtues do those happy souls, like olive shoots, bring forth to God, who assist with love before the sacred tabernacle! But I am ashamed to appear before You, O my Jesus, so naked and so devoid of all virtues. You have commanded that all who approach the altar to honor You should present a gift: You shall not appear empty before Me. (Ex. 23, 15.) What, then, am I to do? Am I no more to appear before You? Ah, no; this would not please You. Poor as I am, I will approach You; and God, provide me with the gifts which You desire. I see that You dwell in this Sacrament, not only to reward Your lovers, but also to provide for the poor out of Your riches.

Be it so, then; let us now begin. I adore You, O King of my heart, and true Lover of men. O Shepherd, loving Your sheep beyond all bounds, to this throne of Your love I now approach; and having nothing else to present to You, I offer You my miserable heart, that it may be entirely consecrated to Your love and to Your good pleasure. With this heart I can love You, and I will love You as much as I can. Draw it, then, to Yourself, and bind it wholly to Your will, so that, filled with consolation, I may be able from henceforth to say, as Your dear disciple said, that I am bound by the chains of Your love: I, Paul, the prisoner of Christ Jesus. (Eph. 3, 1.) Unite me, my Lord, entirely to Yourself, and make me forget myself, that I may have the happiness one day to lose all things, and even myself, to find You alone, and to love You forever. I love You, my Sacramental Lord; to You do I bind myself, to You do I unite myself; make me find You, make me love You; and never more separate Yourself from me.

Ejaculation. My Jesus, You alone are sufficient for me!

Spiritual Communion

My Jesus, I believe You are truly present in the Blessed Sacrament. I love You more than anything in the world, and I hunger to feed on Your flesh. But since I cannot receive Communion at this moment, feed me at least spiritually. I unite myself to You now as I do when I actually receive You. Never let me drift away from You. Amen.

Visit to the Blessed Virgin Mary

St. Bernard calls Mary “the royal road of the Savior”; the safe road by which to find the Savior and salvation. Since, then, it is true, O Queen, that you are, as the same saint says, “the chariot in which our souls go to God” – the one who guides us to Him – ah, Lady, you must not suppose that I shall advance towards God, if you do not carry me in your arms! Carry me, carry me; and if I resist, carry me by main force; do all the violence that you can by the sweet attractions of your charity to my soul and to my rebellious will, that they may leave creatures, to seek God alone and His divine will. Show the court of heaven the greatness of your power. After so many wonders of your mercy, show one more; make a poor creature who is far from God wholly His.

Ejaculation. O Mary, you can make me a saint; I hope for this grace from you!

Prayer to the Blessed Virgin Mary After the Visit

Most holy Immaculate Virgin and my Mother Mary, to you who are the Mother of my Lord, the Queen of the world, the advocate, the hope, and the refuge of sinners, I have recourse today, I who am the most miserable of all. I render you my most humble homage, 0 great Queen, and I thank you for all the graces you have conferred on me until now, particularly for having delivered me from hell, which I have so often deserved.

I love you, 0 most amiable Lady; and for the love which I bear you, I promise to serve you always, and to do all in my power to make others love you also. I place in you all my hopes; I confide my salvation to your care.

Accept me for your servant, and receive me under your mantle, 0 Mother of Mercy. And since you are so powerful with God, deliver me from all temptations; or rather obtain for me the strength to triumph over them until death. Of you I ask a perfect love for Jesus Christ.

Through you I hope to die a good death. 0 my Mother, by the love which you bear to God, I beseech you to help me at all times, especially at the last moment of my life. Leave me not, I beseech you, until you see me safe in heaven, blessing you, and singing your mercies for all eternity. Amen. So I hope. So may it be.