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Great Paraclete, to Thee we cry,
O highest gift of God most high,
O Fount of life, O Fire of love,
And sweet anointing from above.

Thou in Thy sevenfold gifts art known;
Thee finger of God's hand we own;
The promise of the Father Thou,
Who dost the tongue with pow'r endow.

Our senses kindle from above,
And make our hearts o'erflow with love;
With patience firm and virtue high
The weakness of our flesh supply.

Drive far from us the foe we dread,
And grant us Thy true peace instead ;
So shall we not, with Thee for guide,
Turn from the path of life aside.

0, may Thy grace on us bestow
The Father and the Son to know,
And Thee through endless times confess'd
Of Both th' eternal Spirit blest.

All glory, while the ages run,
Be to the Father, and the Son
Who rose from death; the same to

O HOLY GHOst, eternally.

The Acts of Faith, Hope, Charity, and Contrition which are in the Catechism ought to be perfectly known and constantly used.






Grace to ask for : Humility.
It is midnight.
The winter air is cold and chill.

See a comfortless stable, partly shed and partly cave, hollowed in the side of a rock.

A poor place indeed. The keen breeze finds its way in freely.

In that stable lies a BABE.

His only cradle is a manger from which cattle feed. He lies there on the rough straw-- a new-born Babe.

His little limbs are wrapped around with swathing bands like the babes of the poorest.

It is JESUS, the great God of heaven, who has come to live and suffer as a little Child, that we might see how much He loves us and how He longs to be with us.

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