dead to the world, I may live to thee, and in the last hour of my departure receive thou my exiled, wandering spirit returning to thee. Amen.
Our Father. Hail Mary.
XV.
O Jesus, true and fruitful vine, remember the overflowing and abundant effusion of blood, which thou didst pour forth in torrents, like wine pressed from the grape, when on the press of the cross thou didst tread alone; and thy side having been opened with a lance, thou didst pour forth to us blood and water, so that not the least drop remained in thee; and at last thou wast suspended on high like a bundle of myrrh, and thy delicate flesh fainted, and the moisture of thy members dried up, and the marrow of thy bones faded. By this most bitter Passion and the effusion of thy precious blood, O pious Jesus, I pray thee, receive my soul in the agony of my death. Amen.
Our Father. Hail Mary.
O sweet Jesus, wound my heart, that tears of penitence and love may be my food night and day, and bring me entirely to thee; that
