Saint Margaret Mary Alacoque
Canticles 2:3; Psalm 83:2-3
Under the shadow of Him Whom I had desired, did I sit: and His fruit was sweet to my taste. Ps. How lovely are thy tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts! My soul longeth and fainteth for the courts of the Lord. Glory be to the Father.
Lord Jesus Christ, Who didst reveal the unsearchable riches of Thy Heart to blessed Margaret, the Virgin, grant us, by her merits and our imitation of her that, loving Thee in all things and above all things, we may deserve to have our continual abode in that same Heart of Thine. Who livest and reignest.
Ephesians 3:8-9, 14-19
Brethren: To me, the least of all the Saints, is given the grace, to preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ: and to enlighten all men, that they may see what is the dispensation of the mystery which hath been hidden from eternity in God, Who created all things: For this cause I bow my knees to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, of Whom all paternity in heaven and earth is named, that He would grant you according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened by His Spirit with might unto the inward man, that Christ may dwell by faith in your hearts: that being rooted and grounded in charity, you may be able to comprehend with all the Saints, what is the breadth and length, and height and depth: to know also the charity of Christ which surpasseth all knowledge. That you may be filled unto all the fullness of God.
Canticles 8:7; Psalm 72:26
Many waters have not been able to quench charity: neither shall floods drown it. My flesh hath fainted, and my heart: O God, the God of my heart, and my portion forever.
Alleluia, alleluia. I unto my Beloved: and His turning is toward me. Alleluia.
At that time, Jesus answered, and said: I praise Thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because Thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and hast revealed them to little ones. Yea, Father; for so it hath seemed good in Thy sight. All things are delivered to Me by My Father; and no one knoweth the Son, but the Father; neither doth any one know the Father, but the Son, and He to Whom it shall please the Son to reveal Him. Come to Me, all you that labour, and are burdened; and I will refresh you. Take up My yoke upon you, and learn of Me, because I am meek, and humble of heart; and you shall find rest to your souls: for My yoke is sweet, and my burden light.
What is His good, and what is His beautiful thing: but the corn of the elect, and the wine springing forth virgins?
May the offerings of Thy people be accepted by Thee, O Lord, and grant that we be enkindled with that divine fire sent forth from the Heart of Thy Son, with which blessed Margaret Mary was so ardently inflamed. Through our Lord.
I unto my Beloved, and my Beloved unto me: He that feedeth among the lilies.
Having received the mysteries of Thy Body and Blood, we beseech Thee, O Lord Jesus: grant us by the intercession of Thy blessed Virgin, Margaret Mary, that, putting off the proud vanities of the world, we may have the grace to put on the meekness and humility of Thy Heart: Who livest and reignest.