Meditation

A Place to Meet God

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence

Let all mortal flesh keep silence, and with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly-minded, for with blessing in his hand
Christ our God to earth descendeth, our full homage to demand.

King of Kings, yet born of Mary, as of old on earth he stood,
Lord of lords in human vesture, in the Body and the Blood
He will give to all the faithful his own self for heavenly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of Light descendeth from the realms of endless day,
That the powers of hell may vanish as the darkness clears away.

At his feet the six-winged seraph; cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the presence, as with ceaseless voice they cry,
“Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Lord most high!” (French, 17th century.)

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Every day he humbles himself just as he did when he came from his heavenly throne (Wis. 18:15) into the Virgin’s womb; every day he comes to us and lets us see him in abjection, when he descends from the bosom of the Father into the hands of the priest at the altar. He shows himself to us in this sacred bread just as he once appeared to his apostles in real flesh. With their own eyes they saw only his flesh, but they believed that he was God, because they contemplated him with the eyes of the spirit. We, too, with our own eyes, see only bread and wine, but we must see further and firmly believe that this is his most holy Body and Blood, living and true. In this way our Lord remains continually with his followers, as he promised, Behold, I am with you all days, even unto the consummation of the world (Mt. 28:20).” (Saint Francis of Assisi.)

“I am the living bread which came down from heaven; if any one eats of this bread, he will live for ever; and the bread which I shall give for the life of the world is my flesh. . . . Truly, truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, you have no life in you; he who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is food indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood abides in me, and I in him. As the living Father sent me, and I live because of the Father, so he who eats me will live because of me. This is the bread which came down from heaven, not such as the fathers ate and died; he who eats this bread will live forever.” John 6:53-58.

While they were eating, he took bread, said the blessing, broke it, and gave it to them, and said, “Take it; this is my body.” Then he took a cup, gave thanks, and gave it to them, and they all drank from it. He said to them, “This is my blood of the covenant, which will be shed for many. Mark 14:22-24.

SING, MY TONGUE (Pange Lingua)
by St. Thomas Aquinus

SING, my tongue, the Savior’s glory,
of His flesh the mystery sing;
of the Blood, all price exceeding,
shed by our immortal King,
destined, for the world’s redemption,
from a noble womb to spring.

Of a pure and spotless Virgin
born for us on earth below,
He, as Man, with man conversing,
stayed, the seeds of truth to sow;
then He closed in solemn order
wondrously His life of woe.

On the night of that Last Supper,
seated with His chosen band,
He the Pascal victim eating,
first fulfills the Law’s command;
then as Food to His Apostles
gives Himself with His own hand.

Word-made-Flesh, the bread of nature
by His word to Flesh He turns;
wine into His Blood He changes;-
what though sense no change discerns?
Only be the heart in earnest,
faith her lesson quickly learns.

The silk painting, shown above, is by Ty Mam Duw,
Poor Clare Colettines, Hawarden, WALES GB.
Their website is here.
Ty Mam Duw is Welsh and means The House of the Mother of God.
This image is used with permission.

Down in adoration falling,
Lo! the sacred Host we hail;
Lo! o’er ancient forms departing,
newer rites of grace prevail;
faith for all defects supplying,
where the feeble sense fail.

To the everlasting Father,
and the Son who reigns on high,
with the Holy Ghost proceeding
forth from Each eternally,
be salvation, honor, blessing,
might and endless majesty.
Amen. Alleluia.

The Divine Praises

Blessed be God.
Blessed be His Holy Name.
Blessed be Jesus Christ, true God and true man.
Blessed be the name of Jesus.
Blessed be His Most Sacred Heart.
Blessed be Jesus in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar.
Blessed be the Holy Spirit, the paraclete.
Blessed be the great Mother of God, Mary most holy.
Blessed be her holy and Immaculate Conception.
Blessed be her glorious Assumption.
Blessed be the name of Mary, Virgin and Mother.
Blessed be Saint Joseph, her most chaste spouse.
Blessed be God in His angels and in His Saints.

May the heart of Jesus, in the Most Blessed Sacrament, be praised, adored,
and loved with grateful affection, at every moment, in all the tabernacles of
the world, even to the end of time. Amen.

Anima Christi

“Jesus, may all that is you flow into me.
May your body and blood be my food and drink.
May your passion and death be my strength and life.
Jesus, with you by my side enough has been given.
May the shelter I seek be the shadow of your cross.
Let me not run from the love which you offer,
but hold me safe from the forces of evil.
On each of my dyings shed your light and your love.
Keep calling to me until that day comes,
when, with your saints, I may praise you forever. Amen.”

 

“The Cross is the bridge that connects heaven and earth.”
St. Catherine of Siena

Act of Spiritual Communion

I have come to spend a few moments with Thee, O Jesus, and in spirit I
prostrate myself in the dust before Thy Holy Tabernacle to adore Thee,
my Lord and God, in deepest humility.

Once more a day has come to its close, dear Jesus, another day which brings
me nearer to the grave and my beloved heavenly home. Once more, O Jesus,
my heart longs for Thee, the true Bread of Life,
which contains all sweetness and relish.

O my Jesus, mercifully grant me pardon for the faults and ingratitude of this
day, and come to me to refresh my poor heart which longs for Thee.
As the heart pants for the waters, as the parched earth longs for the dew of
heaven, even so does my poor heart long for Thee, Thou Fount of Life.

I love Thee, O Jesus, I hope in Thee, I love Thee, and out of love for Thee
I regret sincerely all my sins. May Thy peace and Thy benediction be mine
now and always and for all eternity. Amen.

Saint Conrad of Parzham, OFM Cap.

Prayer After Communion

Pierce, O most Sweet Lord Jesus, my inmost soul
with the most joyous and healthful wound of Your love,
with true, serene, and most holy apostolic charity,
that my soul may ever languish and melt with love and longing for You,
that it may yearn for You and faint for Your courts,
and long to be dissolved and to be with You.

Grant that my soul may hunger after You, the bread of angels,
the refreshment of holy souls, our daily and supersubstantial bread,
having all sweetness and savor and every delight of taste;
let my heart ever hunger after and feed upon You,
upon whom the angels desire to look,
and may my inmost soul be filled with the sweetness of Your savor;
may it ever thirst after You, the fountain of life,
the fountain of wisdom and knowledge, the fountain of eternal light,
the torrent of pleasure, the richness of the house of God.

May it ever compass You, seek You, find You, run to You,
attain You, meditate upon You, speak of You,
and do all things to the praise and glory of your name,
with humility and discretion, with love and delight,
with ease and affection, and with perseverance unto the end.

May You alone be ever my hope, my entire assurance,
my riches, my delight, my pleasure, my joy, my rest and tranquility,
my peace, my sweetness, my fragrance, my sweet savor, my food,
my refreshment, my refuge, my help, my wisdom, my portion,
my possession and my treasure,
in whom may my mind and my heart be fixed
and firmly rooted immovably henceforth and for ever.
Amen.

Saint Bonaventure

Posted February 19, 2012 by ouidaofs

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