O blossom of the patriarchs, the virgins and the angels, hope of glory, beauty of virgins, admiration of the angels and archangels, remember me, and forsake me not, I beseech you, at the terrible hour of my death. O star of the sea, gate of heaven, temple of God, palace of Jesus Christ, harbor of safety, flower of all nations, pearl of all sweetness, hope of the faithful; O Queen who gives hope to the guilty, who surpasses in radiance the virgins and the angels, your presence gives joy to all the hosts of heaven.
Therefore, O Mother of mercy, I place in the protection of your holy hands every moment of my life, my sleeping, my waking, the sight of my eyes, the touch of my hands, the speech of my lips, the hearing of my ears, so that in everything I may be pleasing to your own beloved Son. Amen.
Peace be with you!
Rosemarie, ocds
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