O Jesus, who in
Thy bitter Passion didn't become "the most abject of men, a man of
sorrows", I venerate Thy Sacred Face whereon there once did shine
the beauty and sweetness of the Godhead; but now it has become for me as if it
where the face of the leper! Nevertheless, under those disfigured features, I
recognize thy infinite love and I am consumed with the desire to love Thee and
make Thee loved by all men. The tears which well up abundantly in Thy sacred
eyes appears to me as so many precious pearls that I love to gather up, in
order to purchase the souls of poor sinners by means of They're infinite value.
O Jesus, whose adorable face ravishes my heart, I implore Thee to fix deep
within me Thy divine image and to set me on fire with Thy love, that I may be
found worthy to come to the contemplation of Thy glorious face in Heaven.
Amen
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