Christ the Morning Star1
Gently Thou wakest me, adrift on seas of mist; a firm hand to my healing shoulder, a soft touch to my flushed cheek. Though I long to remain on the empty night— no stars, no moon, no wind to guide me elsewhere— Thou speakest thus kindly: Awake, my friend! A new star ascends to light the path prepared before thy feet. Be not afraid: For thee all the day have I prepared.
The Divine Physician2
O sorrowful soul, let the joy of Christ penetrate you while you are yet despondent; O weak soul, let the strength of Jesus support you while you are yet helpless; O miserable sinner, let the Mercy of God overwhelm you while you are yet in sin; O wretched mortal, let the Lord Jesus Eucharist die for you while you are yet a sinner.
Be still and remember, O my soul, the precious treasure: promised, bought, bestowed, through our Hope.3 For by hope shall you attain Him.4
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- 2 Peter 1:19.
- Luke 5:31-32.
- Titus 2:13
- Romans 8:24-25; St. John of the Cross: The more a soul hopes, the more it attains.