O Lord Jesus Christ, in presenting ourselves
before Thine adorable Face to ask of You
the graces of which we stand most in need,
we beseech You above all, to grant us
that interior disposition of never refusing
at any time to do what You require of us
by Your Holy Commandments
and Divine inspirations.


Oh, St. Columban, who in your zeal to follow
Christ left your homeland as a wanderer
and spent your life in suffering and exile,
help and protect, we humbly ask you,
the missionaries of our day who have devoted
their lives to preaching the Gospel throughout
the world.
Obtain for them that same wisdom and fortitude
by which you overcame the dangers which beset your path,
and that firm faith and ardent love which enabled you
to endure gladly the privations of this life for the love of Christ.
Assist and protect us, also, dear St. Columban, so as to live
for God’s glory that when our pilgrimage is over, we may
share with you in the joy of our heavenly home,
Through Christ our Lord.


Jesus, each time I look at the sacred Host,
sanctify my eyes, that they may close
more and more to all that is merely earthly.

Jesus, each time I look at the sacred Host,
send a ray of divine light into my soul,
that I may better know You and myself.

Jesus, each time I look at the sacred Host,
send a flame of divine love into my heart
to consume everything in it that is displeasing to You
and to set it all on fire with Your love.

Now and in eternity may my only desire
be to contemplate the infinite beauty
of Your divine countenance which delights the angels.


Holy Mother, you were given to us
in the hour of your greatest grief
that you might be mindful of our frailty
and the evils that press upon us.
Without your aid, O Sorrowful Mother,
we cannot gain the victory
in this struggle against flesh and blood.
Therefore, we seek your help, O Queen of Sorrows,
lest we fall prey to the wiles of the enemy.
We are orphans in need of the guiding hand of our Mother
amid the dangers that threaten our destruction.
You whose grief was boundless as the sea,
grant us by the memory of those sorrows
the strength to be victorious.

Holy Mary, help the miserable,
strengthen the discouraged,
comfort the sorrowful,
pray for your people, plead for the clergy,
intercede for all women consecrated to God.
May all who venerate you
feel now your help and protection.
Be ready to help us when we pray,
and bring back to us the answers to our prayers.
Make it your continual concern to pray
for the people of God, for you were blessed by God
and were made worthy to bear the Redeemer of the world,
who lives and reigns forever.


O Eternal God, who gave us,
in the person of St. Cecilia, a powerful protectress,
grant that after having faithfully passed our days,
like herself, in innocence and holiness,
we may one day attain the land of beatitude,
where in concert with her, we may praise You
and bless You forevermore in eternity.


Blessed Virgin Mary,
who can worthily repay you with praise
and thanks for having rescued a fallen world
by your generous consent!
Receive our gratitude, and by your prayers
obtain the pardon of our sins.
Take our prayers into the sanctuary of heaven
and enable them to make our peace with God.

There are times when I realize I’ve complained
too much and others seem to avoid me.
It’s just that I feel so low at times, so exhausted,
so unwell, and everything is a real effort,
it all gets too much.
Lord, please help me, help me to be patient
in my trouble and sickness.
Help me not to complain, help me to put my trust in You.
I know You see and understand all that I’m going through.
You know how hard the long days and nights can be.
You are my comfort, the one who understands me.
Lord, help me to always trust in You.


O loving, sweet Mary,
Where do I aspire?
It is my hope to love thee,
This is my desire.

I would ever be near thee,
Queen most fair and sweet!
Do not, do not drive me
From my Mother's feet.

Then, O Rose most lovely!
Let me hear from thee.
Loving Mother! tell me
What you want of me.

More I cannot offer,
Though I bring my heart;
Lovingly I give it,
Never from you to part.

Lady, you did take it,
It is no longer mine:
Long since you loved it,
And its love was thine!

Do not, then, forsake me,
Mother of sweet Love,
Till one day you see me
Safe in Heaven above.

Lord, You alone are the Center in which I find rest.
Give me Your arm to support me,
Your shoulders to carry me,
Your breast to lean upon,
Your Cross to uphold me,
Your Body to nourish me.
In You, Lord, I sleep and rest in peace.


St. Elizabeth, although you were born into royalty,
you saw God in the poor of your country.
With your wealth, you cared for the poor
and the suffering, and built hospitals for the sick.
You saw your work as an extension of your faith.
Move my heart to see all those who suffer with compassion.
Remove all doubt and judgement from my soul
and help me see all as you saw them: Children
of God and reflections of our Creator.
Please pray for those who care for the sick and poor,
and watch over all those who work in hospitals,
especially now during the COVID-19 pandemic.


O God, Who in the heart of the holy virgin Gertrude
provided for Yourself a dwelling well-pleasing to You:
through her merits and intercession, in Your mercy,
wash away the stains from our hearts,
and grant that we may enjoy fellowship with her.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son,
Who lives and reigns with You
in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God,
world without end.


God of Truth You endowed our brother Albert
with the gift of combining human wisdom with divine faith.
May the pursuit of all human knowledge
lead to a greater knowledge and love of You.
We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son,
who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit,
God, forever and ever.


Star of the Sea, light our way
Star of the Sea so radiant
in the glory of God’s Love,
Your crown outshining all the stars
of heaven up above,
O, lovely Queen of Peace,
gowned in azure's of the sea,
Help us find the way to Jesus,
in your wise serenity.
We ask you Pearl of Grace
to grant us vision, courage, will,
so 'peace on earth', that miracle,
at last might be fulfilled!
Dear Mother of the Church,
blessed beacon of God's Light,
may you always guide your children
on the stormy seas of life.
Make our hearts into safe harbors,
where dear Jesus is received
hear our prayer, O Spiritual Vessel,
Mother of God, Star of the Sea.

O Mother Cabrini, woman after God’s own heart,
Universal Patroness of Migrants, for whom this world,
too small a world, held lands for boundless work,
helping migrants find true integration into new cultures,
doing all things in God who strengthens us’
be for me now, with these your myriads of migrants,
my voice, my guardian, my advocate, my mother.

Bring the Good News of the Gospel to all humanity;
proclaim the love and mercy of God; breathe life,
truth and hope, justice, peace and communion,
wheresoever these values are wanting.

Inspire me with your love of the Heart of Jesus;
then, at my end, guide this my migrant soul
and bring me safe to God.