Memorare to Our Lady of the Precious Blood
REMEMBER, O Lady of the Precious Blood, the sorrowful Sheddings of the Blood of thy Jesus and the most bitter tears thou didst mingle with His Redeeming Blood. In the name of the Blood of the Victim of Reparation and of thy holy tears; in the name of the seven swords which pierced thy heart, by which thou didst become the Mediatrix of all graces for the human race and the Queen of Martyrs, have pity on my soul and on all its miseries; have pity on sinners and on the innocent souls they seek to pervert; have pity on the poor, the sick, the infirm, on all their sufferings, both physical and moral; have pity on the agonizing, especially upon those who, except for thine intercession, would leave this world without being purified in the Blood of the Lamb.
It is by the Blood of thy Dying Son, by His inexpressible Sufferings, by His last plea to His Father in favor of mankind, by His ignominious Death and by the perpetuation of His Sacrifice on Catholic Altars, that I beg thee not to reject my supplications, but graciously to hear them. Amen.
By the Voice of Thy Blood, O Jesus,
I would press Thee, solicit Thee, importune Thee.
Though Thou seemest to reject my supplications
I will not leave Thy bleeding feet until Thou hearest me.
Too many graces, too many mercies
flow from Thy Blood for me not to hope in its efficacy.
Then, O Jesus,
by the Precious Blood
seven times shed for the welfare of all,
by each drop of that sacred price of our redemption,
by the tears of Thy Immaculate Mother,
I implore Thee,
hear my earnest prayer.
(here specify your request)
O Jesus, during all the days of Thy mortal life
Thou didst console so many sufferers,
heal so many infirmities,
raise so often a sinking courage,
Thou wilst not fail to have pity
on one who cries to Thee from the depths of anguish.
Oh! No, it is impossible.
Another profound sigh from my heart,
and from the wound in Thy own
there will flow to me upon a wave
of Thy merciful Blood the grace so ardently desired.
O Jesus, Jesus,
hasten the moment when Thou wilst change my tears into joy,
my sighs into thanksgiving.
Holy Mary,
source of the divine Blood,
I implore thee not to lose this occasion
of glorifying the Blood which made thee Immaculate.
Novena prayer:
By the Voice of Thy Blood, O Jesus,
I would press Thee, solicit Thee, importune Thee.
Though Thou seemest to reject my supplications
I will not leave Thy bleeding feet until Thou hearest me.
Too many graces, too many mercies
flow from Thy Blood for me not to hope in its efficacy.
Then, O Jesus,
by the Precious Blood
seven times shed for the welfare of all,
by each drop of that sacred price of our redemption,
by the tears of Thy Immaculate Mother,
I implore Thee,
hear my earnest prayer.
(here specify your request)
O Jesus, during all the days of Thy mortal life
Thou didst console so many sufferers,
heal so many infirmities,
raise so often a sinking courage,
Thou wilst not fail to have pity
on one who cries to Thee from the depths of anguish.
Oh! No, it is impossible.
Another profound sigh from my heart,
and from the wound in Thy own
there will flow to me upon a wave
of Thy merciful Blood the grace so ardently desired.
O Jesus, Jesus,
hasten the moment when Thou wilst change my tears into joy,
my sighs into thanksgiving.
Holy Mary,
source of the divine Blood,
I implore thee not to lose this occasion
of glorifying the Blood which made thee Immaculate.
