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We prepare your way, Lord Jesus Christ!
Let us hold you in our hearts,
as did Mary, your mother.
Come, Emmanuel!
We prepare your way, Lord Jesus Christ!
Let us care for your children in the world
as Saint Joseph cared for you.
Come Emmanuel!
We prepare your way, Lord Jesus Christ!
Let us sing joyfully of your glory
as did your angels in Bethlehem.
Come, Emmanuel!
We prepare your way, Lord Jesus Christ!
May we kneel to adore you
as did the lowly shepherds.
Come, Emmanuel!
We prepare your way, Lord Jesus Christ!
You are the Morningstar,
who guided the magi, guiding us still.
Come, Emmanuel!
We prepare your way, O Christ child,
God’s Word in our human flesh,
through the power of the Holy Spirit
God among us, forever and ever. Amen
On this Advent night,
hear my prayer, O God.
Forgive me for my failings and
strengthen me to serve you
in the days to come. Amen
I lift my soul to you,
Prince of Peace,
on this day, your gift to me.
I lift my soul to you,
Light From Light.
Guide my every word and deed.
I lift my soul to you,
God among us.
Bless me today and every day
forever and ever. Amen
Jesus, may all that is you flow into me.
May your Body and Blood
be my food and drink.
May your passion and death
be my strength and life.
Jesus, with you by my side
enough has been given.
May the shelter I seek
be the shadow of your cross.
Let me not run from the love which you offer,
but hold me safe from the forces of evil.
On each of my dyings
shed your light and your love.
Keep calling to me until that day comes,
when, with your saints,
I may praise you forever. Amen.
Lord Jesus, Bread of Life and Covenant of Love
Nourish us with your Body and Blood
Our Lady of the Blessed Sacrament, Pray for us.
A Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light, and where
there is sadness, joy. O Divine
Master, grant that I may not so much
seek to be consoled, as to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned.
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
I cannot tell why there should come to me
A thought of some one miles and years away,
In swift insistence on the memory,
Unless there be a need that I should pray.
Old Friends are far away: we seldom meet
To talk of Christ or changes day by day,
Of pain or pleasure, triumph or defeat,
Or special reasons why ’tis time to pray.
We are too busy even to spend thought
For days together of some friends away;
Perhaps God does it for us, and we ought
To read His signal as a call to pray.
Perhaps my friend just then has fiercer fight,
A more appalling weakness or decay,
Of courage, darkness, some lost sense of right
And so, in case you need my prayer I pray.
Friend, do the same for me. If I intrude
Unmasked upon you on some crowded day,
Give me a moment’s prayer as interlude;
Be sure I need it, therefore pray.
—–Marianne Farmington
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild
Look upon a little child!
Make me gentle as thou art,
Take my childish hand in Thine,
Guide these little feet of mine.
So shall all my happy days
Sing their pleasant song of praise,
And the world shall always see
Christ, the Holy Child, in me.
