(The Christ Child in our living room)
O Divine Redeemer Jesus
Christ, prostrate before Thy crib, I believe Thou art the God of infinite
Majesty, even though I do see Thee here as a helpless babe. I humbly adore and
thank Thee for having so humbled Thyself for my salvation as to will to be born
in a stable. I thank Thee for all Thou didst wish to suffer for me in
Bethlehem, for Thy poverty and humility, for Thy nakedness, tears, cold and
sufferings.
Would that I could show Thee
that tenderness which Thy Virgin Mother had toward Thee, and love Thee as she
did. Would that I could praise Thee with the joy of the angels, that I could
kneel before Thee with the faith of St. Joseph, the simplicity of the shepherds.
Uniting myself with these first adorers at the crib, I offer Thee the homage of
my heart, and I beg that Thou wouldst be born spiritually in my soul. Make me
reflect in some degree the virtues of Thy admirable nativity. Fill me with that
spirit of renunciation, of poverty, of humility, which prompted Thee to assume
the weakness of our nature, and to be born amid destitution and suffering.
Grant that from this day forward, I may in all things seek Thy greater glory,
and may enjoy that peace promised to men of good will. Amen.
SALVE VIRGO SINGULARIS
Hail, singular Virgin: Virgin abiding together with God, of the Father's heart before all creation: let us adore Him who received His flesh from His Mother.
Mary, may thy prayer purge the impurity of our sins: that the course we run may be so arranged, so as to see the vision of the Son thou didst bear.
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