for thy elect in heaven. All this I beg in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.

The prayer for the Visit to the Most Holy Sacrament. (300 days each visit. Plenary once a month.) My Lord Jesus Christ, who for the love which thou bearest to men dost remain day and night in this Sacrament, full of mercy and of love, inviting, expecting, receiving all those who come to visit thee, I believe that thou art present in the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar. I adore thee, confessing my own misery and nothingness, and I thank thee for all the mercies which thou hast bestowed upon me, especially for having given me thyself in this Sacrament, for having given me thy most holy Mother Mary for my advocate, and for having called me to visit thee at this time. I salute thy most loving heart, and I desire to do so for three ends: 1. In thanksgiving for this great gift; 2. To atone for all the injuries thou hast received from thy enemies in this Sacrament; 3. To adore thee in all places in which thou art least honoured and most neglected in the Holy Sacrament. O my Jesus, I love thee with all my heart; I am sorry for having hitherto displeased thy infinite goodness; I resolve, with the assist

ance of thy grace, never more to offend thee; and at this moment, miserable as I am, I desire to consecrate my whole being to thee. I give thee my will, my affections, my desires, and all that I have. From this day forward do with me, and whatever belongs to me, what thou pleasest; I ask and desire only thy love, the gift of final perseverance, and the perfect accomplishment of thy holy will. I recommend to thee the souls in purgatory, particularly those who were most devout to the Blessed Sacrament and to holy Mary; and I recommend to thee all poor sinners. Finally, my dear Saviour, I unite all my affections with those of thy most loving heart; and thus united, I offer them to thy eternal Father, and I beseech him in thy name, and for thy sake, to accept them. Amen.

An Act of Spiritual Communion.

I believe in thee, O my Jesus, present in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar; I love thee above all things; and I desire to receive thee into my soul. Since I cannot now receive thee sacramentally, come at least spiritually into my heart. I embrace thee, and I unite myself to thee, as if thou wast already there. O permit me not ever to be

separated from thee! O Lord Jesus Christ, let the sweet and consuming force of thy love absorb my whole soul, that I may die for the love of thee, who wast pleased to die for the love of me.

O Lord Jesus Christ, true God and man, I humbly adore and invoke thee, here present in the verity of thy flesh and blood, thy body and soul. Would that I could truly contemplate and know thee, that I could love, praise, and glorify thee, even as do the thousands of holy angels who contemplate thee with the highest joy, who know thee, love, praise, and glorify thee perfectly without weariness or interruption. All creatures justly celebrate with praise and thanksgiving that ardent love of thine by which thou didst offer thy, innocent and precious body upon the altar of the cross, and didst so lovingly, so graciously, so affectionately leave us in this Holy Sacrament the same body, living and immortal, as a remembrance of thy departure, and as a pledge of thine infinite love.

Thou, therefore, O Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us, and give us peace; and so refresh our souls continually with this spiritual food, that we may never, in life or

death, be separated from thee and from thy infinite mercy.

Grant me thy grace, O thou who hast given me so plenteous a treasure, even thyself, the Author of grace, in this Sacrament! For what goods shall fail to fall upon him to whom the very Author of good deigns to come as a guest. When thou didst enter into the house of Zaccheus, thou saidst, "This day is salvation come to this house." O, say to my soul, I beseech thee, O Lord, I am thy salvation!" Amen.

HYMN TO OUR SAVIOUR JESUS.
(From St. Bernard.)

JESUS, the only thought of thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far it is to see,

And on thy beauty feast.

No sound, no harmony so gay,
Can art or music frame;

No thoughts can reach, no words can say,
The sweets of thy blest name.

Jesus, our hope, when we repent,
Sweet source of all our grace,
Sole comfort in our banishment,-
O, what when face to face!
Jesus, that name inspires my
mind
With springs of life and light;
More than I ask in thee I find,
And languish with delight.

No art or eloquence of man
Can tell the joys of love;
Only the saints can understand
What they in Jesus prove.

Thee, then, I'll seek, retir'd apart,
From world and business free;
When these shall knock, I'll shut my heart,
And keep it all for thee.

Before the morning light I'll come,
With Magdalene, to find,

In sighs and tears, my Jesu's tomb,
And there refresh my mind.

My tears upon his grave shall flow,
My sighs the garden fill;
Then at his feet myself I'll throw,
And there I'll seek his will.

Jesus, in thy bless'd steps I'll tread,
And walk in all thy ways;
I'll never cease to weep and plead
Till I'm restor❜d to grace.

O King of love, thy blessed fire
Does such sweet flames excite,
That first it raises the desire,
Then fills it with delight.

Thy lovely presence shines so clear
Through every sense and way,

That souls which once have seen thee near,
See all things else decay.

Come, then, dear Lord, possess my heart,
Chase thence the shades of night;

Come, pierce it with thy flaming dart,
And ever-shining light,