Forget Not

Forget Not

As I walk in Your house,

May I never forget You are Master,

Lord of this domain.

May my thoughts

Spring forth as fruit upon the vine.

Sustain me, O my Beloved,

With the Bread of angels.

Hallowed Ground of my New Birth,

Give me Your heavenly Water,

That I may never thirst again.

Let it rise within me,

As an eternal spring,

And let it fall from heaven,

Like those “torrents In the southern desert.” Sheltered in Your arms,

Covered by the corner of Your mantle,

Fed by the Manna of Your Heavenly Body.

Who can forget to sing You songs of Love.

Divine Mercy in My Soul on the Memorial of the Queenship of Mary


1553 Notebook V of DIVINE MERCY IN MY SOUL – DIARY of Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska

“O my Jesus, Life of my soul, my Life, my Savior, my sweetest Bridegroom, and at the same time my Judge, You know that in this last hour of mine I do not count on any merit of my own, but only on Your mercy. Even as if today, I immerse myself totally in the abyss of Your mercy, which is always open to every soul. “

O my Jesus, I have only one task to carry out in my lifetime, in death, and throughout eternity, and that is to adore Your incomprehensible mercy. No mind either of angel or of man will ever fathom the mysteries of Your mercy, O God. The angels are lost in amazement before the mystery of divine mercy, but can not comprehend it. Everything that has come from the Creator’s hand is contained in this inconceivable mystery; that is to say, in the depths of His tender mercy. When I meditate on this , my spirit swoons, and my heart dissolves on joy, O Jesus, it is through Your most compassionate Heart, as through a crystal that the rays of divine mercy have come to us. “

St. Louis Marie de Montford