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sacred wound of thy Right Hand, forgive, I most humbly implore thee, all my bad and sinful deeds, and out of its merit make at the same time full restitution for whatever I have sinned in by omission, through culpable negligence in any kind of obligation whatsoever; and enable me henceforth to lay out to better profit the talents which thou hast intrusted to me. Amen. Our Father. Hail Mary.

IV.

Most sweet Jesus, by the wound of thy Left Hand, forgive my anger and sudden impulses of impatience and wrath, into which I often, on the least provocation, too rashly and thoughtlessly break out: and out of the heavenly store of that wound administer to me the medicine of true patience in all adversities, that I may merit to possess the land of the living, which is promised to the meek. Amen. Our Father. Hail Mary.

V.

Most sweet Jesus, by the sacred wound of thy perforated Heart, mercifully forgive all that my heart has ever offended in through evil purpose or perversity of will; and so engraft my frail heart upon thy most divine Heart, that it may feel nothing, attempt nothing, and desire nothing, save what is according to thy own Heart; and by reposing constantly in its guidance, may firmly persevere in all good to the end of my life. Amen. Our Father. Hail Mary.

OBLATION TO GOD THE FATHER OF OUR LORD’S PASSION, AND OF OUR SAVIOUR’S FIVE WOUNDS.

Most merciful Father, eternal God, for my sins, together with those of the whole world, I offer to thee thy only-beloved Son hanging on the Cross. I offer to thee his most sacred Wounds, which he received for our sake; I offer to thee also his Passion, Sorrows, Anguish, Misery, Blood, and Death, in that most burning love with which he offered himself for us upon the altar of the Cross, binding myself together with him to thy divine service, and devoting and dedicating, myself for ever to the praise and glory of thy divine Majesty. Amen.

I.

Most merciful Father, I offer to thee the wound and Blood, the labours and sorrows of the Right Hand of thy only-begotten Son, to be set against my disobedience and rebellion, most earnestly praying thee to infuse into me, from it, the spirit of most perfect obedience, by which I may execute as promptly the bidding of thy good pleasure, as a shadow follows the mo-