. Glories of the catholic church: The catholic christian instructed in defence of his faith: a complete exposition of the catholic doctrine, together with a full explanation of the holy sacrifice of the mass . won. Than mixing blood with blood, and wounds anon. And to procure a tenderness and compassion for your crucified Saviour, say to Him delib-erately and affectionately what follows, stopping where tenderness shall make you sensible thatyou should give way to love, affection, sorrow, and compunction. The sinner at the view of the Crucifix. It is true, then, my Jesus is dead. He is dead, wh
. Glories of the catholic church: The catholic christian instructed in defence of his faith: a complete exposition of the catholic doctrine, together with a full explanation of the holy sacrifice of the mass . won. Than mixing blood with blood, and wounds anon. And to procure a tenderness and compassion for your crucified Saviour, say to Him delib-erately and affectionately what follows, stopping where tenderness shall make you sensible thatyou should give way to love, affection, sorrow, and compunction. The sinner at the view of the Crucifix. It is true, then, my Jesus is dead. He is dead, who should never havedied. He is dead, whose life was more precious than all the lives in theworld. He is dead, who gives life to all the world. The Son of God isdead for the sins of men. The lamb is dead for the wolf ; the lord forthe slave ; the innocent for the guilty. O my Jesus, it is you I behold dead, and stretched out on the cross,who breathed nothing but love and blessings toward all creatures, whomI behold breathless and lifeless, all cold and dead. It is you, adorable head, that was adored in heaven by all the blessedspirits, which so often, in the course of your life, lay on hay, on grass, on. MERCIFUL JESUS. Vol. I THE GLORIES OF JESUS. -jj the ground, without so much as a stone for your pillow ; w hicli has been50 often drenched with rain, buffeted with winds, which I behold piercedon all sides, crowned with thorns, drowned in blood, bcndinj^, withoutsense, motion, or life. Ah, I prostrate myself before you, more in heartthan body, to the very abyss of my nothingness; there I revere, honor,bless, and adore you with all my heart. Is it your adorable face, a thousand times more beautiful than the sun,on which the angels delight to gaze, that I see spit upon, all bruised, andred with streams of blood running from the wounds of your sacred head,crowned with thorns ? I contemplate you with eyes of compassion andveneration, and adore you with all my heart. Oh, sw
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