Now, and at the Hour of My Death. Amen

O most sweet Lord Jesus, &c. 6.

O most sweet Lord Jesus, omnipotent king and most amiable friend, remember the bitter grief and sor- row thy sacred soul did suffer, when, being forsaken by all thy friends and acquaintances, thou didst hang naked, rent, and torn, upon the cross, not having any to com- fort or compassionate thee, but only the blessed Virgin Mary, thy mother, who, standing under the cross, in the ^bitterness of her soul, accompanied thee in all thy tor- ^Sents, unto whom thou didst commend thy beloved dis- Digitized by CjrOOQlC PRAYERS AND DEVOTIONS. ciple St. John in thy place, saying unto her, Woman , behold thy son ! and after to that disciple, Behold thy mother !

O most sweet Lord Jesus, by that sword which, did then transpierce her sacred soul, and by the tender love and compassion wherewith thou didst behold the sad distress of thy sorrowful mother, have pity and com- passion on me, I beseech thee, my dearest Lord, and mercifully help, comfort, succour, and assist me in all my tribulations, adversities, necessities, sorrows, and suf- ferings, both spiritual and corporal. Amen