 Mary,
It is to your tender love
that I owe all the favours Complete your work; watch over me constantly Obtain for me the graces necessary to triumph over my carelessness I place myself in your hands, along the road of salvation. sufferings or consolations for me is of no importance. in every circumstance of my life until the day of my death.
(Rule of Life written at Saint Sulpice
in July 1819) |