to the cross
O Holy Spirit,
Have mercy on me. Move, I beg You, upon my
disordered heart. Take away the infirmities of
unruly desires and hateful lusts. Lift the mists
and darkness of unbelief. Brighten my soul with
the pure light of truth. Make my soul . . .
as fragrant as the garden of paradise,
rich with every goodly fruit,
beautiful with heavenly grace,
radiant with rays of divine light.
Be my comforter, light, guide, sanctifier.
Take of the things of Christ and show them
to my soul. Teach me more of His . . .
Lead me to the cross and show me .
the hateful nature of sin,
the power of Satan.
May I there see my sins as . . .
the nails which transfixed Him,
the cords which bound Him,
the thorns which tore Him,
the sword which pierced Him.
Help me to see in His death, the reality
immensity of His love. Increase my
the clear knowledge of . . .
satisfaction for sin made,
guilt done away.