Lord God, I pray that you may take my anxious suffering heart and transform it to your glory through the peace of the Holy Spirit.
Let me be a rose among your Thorns that in all things and we praise you perpetually!
You are my just cause and my end.
All praise and glory goes to you – oh Lord!
In insulting you through my careless follies – my flesh is weak though my love is strong!
Forgive me that I may rest in the knowledge of your mercy – I am not worthy and yet I am constantly amazed of your love!
What kind of king deigns to throw his treasures to the lowliest of presents!
Especially this thief of virtue.
I am nothing else in my own powers!
Yet, you transform me into grace through grace.
How sweet the sound that saved a desperate, lonely, wretch like me.
I beg you to take all of my concupiscence – it is a hindrance to your love –
I no longer want to be burdened with it because of my own failure to fight for true virtue.
Let me fight in truth especially in the moments of the greatest desperation.