O Holy Mother,
Grant to our homes the grace of loving and respecting life,
with the same love with which you conceived in your womb
the life of the Son of God.
Blessed Virgin Mary,
protect our families,
so that they may always be united,
and bless the upbringing of our children.
O Holy Mother,
O ineffable Creator,
You, Who are called the true fountain of light and wisdom,
and the highest beginning,
pour upon the darkness of my understanding,
in which I was born,
the double beam of Your brightness,
removing from me all darkness of sin and ignorance.
You, Who make eloquent the tongue of the dumb,
instruct my tongue,
and pour on my lips the grace of Your blessing.
Give me quickness of understanding,
capacity of retaining,
subtlety of interpreting,
facility in learning,
O Jesus, King most wonderful!
You are Conqueror renowned!
Your Sweetness beyond words!
In who all joys are found!
When You visit our hearts,
Then truth begins to shine;
Then earthly vanities depart;
Then love kindles divine.
O Jesus! Light of all below!
Fountain of life and fire!
Surpassing all the joys we know,
And all we can desire.
May every heart say Your Name,
And forever we adore;
And seeking You, inflame
To see You more and more.
I went to China because we used to get The Far East magazine (the magazine of Columban missionaries published in Ireland). I was the eldest of six children: four girls and then two boys. We grew up between Roscommon and Castlerea in Ireland. I read about China in the magazine and decided this is where I would like to end up. I wrote to the Columban Sisters, and I was invited to meet the person in charge of vocations in Dublin when I was seventeen.
O Jesus, living in Mary,
come and live in us,
in the spirit of Your holiness,
in the abundance of Your gifts,
in the perfection of Your ways,
in the truth of Your virtues,
and in communion with Your Mysteries.
Reign in us,
against all our menacing enemies,
against the world,
the flesh, and the Devil,
by the power of Your Holy Ghost,
and for the glory of Your Father.
O Jesus, You are the beauty
Of Angel worlds above!
Your Name is music to the heart,
Enchanting it with love!
Celestial sweetness pure and complete!
Who eat Your hunger still,
Who drink of You still feel a void
Which none but You can fill!
O my sweet Jesus! hear the sighs
Which I send to You!
To You my spirit cries,
My being's hope and end!
Stay with us, Lord, and with Your light
Illuminate my soul;
Scatter the darkness of our night
And fill the world with bliss.