From a spontaneous prayer during the Elevation this morning.

Jesus, I love Thee,
so far above me,
and yet beside me
to love and guide me.

Meet, Lord, my weakness
with Thine own meekness :
do not condemn me,
but gently win me.

O Jesus show me,
though I am lowly,
though I learn slowly,
how best to know Thee.

Lord, let me borrow
strength from Thy sorrow,
joy in Thy Passion
when life is ashen.

O Jesus, hear me,
when I am weary,
be ever near me,
with grace to cheer me.

Lord, though all heedless
I make such needless
crosses and bear them,
I beg Thee, share them.

Jesus, befriend me,
when death would end me :
with love enfold me,
let me behold Thee.

Amen.