Prayer for Persecuted Priests
by VP
Posted on Thursday June 17, 2021 at 12:00AM in Poetry
The priest, the Cardinal, the Cross
Dearest St. Joseph, be the protector and
defender of those priests undergoing persecution for being faithful to
their Lord and Sovereign Priest, Jesus Christ. See in them the image of
thy beloved child, and cherish them with that tender solicitude which
God places in Thy paternal heart.
Obtain for them the good
graces of thy Queen and Spouse, for such graces of predilection will
surely lighten their burdens and render their crosses sweet. Amen.
Source: Cure d'Ars
Sacerdos alter Christus.
by VP
Posted on Saturday June 05, 2021 at 12:00AM in Poetry
Father Tyler Sparrow first TLM June 6, 2021
taken by Nick Aul
Thought sublime
That leads to heights no human mind may climb !
A thought to cherish in thy inmost heart :
Another Christ, anointed priest, thou art—
In rank, above all men, so near divine
Archangels claim a lower throne than thine.
In power greater than the king who sways
Earth's mightiest realm, for thee e'en God obeys :
He quits high heaven's court at thy command,
Descending swift into thy outstretched hand.
A Christ in rank and power, oh ! 'tis meet
That thou the fair resemblance shouldst complete.
Be thine His patient pity, love and zeal ;
Be thine the wounds of aching hearts to heal ;
Be thine to follow whither lost sheep roam
And bring them kindly on thy shoulders home.
Be thine thy Master's cross with love to bear,
And thine in endless life His crown to wear !
—Irish Monthly, 1891
That leads to heights no human mind may climb !
A thought to cherish in thy inmost heart :
Another Christ, anointed priest, thou art—
In rank, above all men, so near divine
Archangels claim a lower throne than thine.
In power greater than the king who sways
Earth's mightiest realm, for thee e'en God obeys :
He quits high heaven's court at thy command,
Descending swift into thy outstretched hand.
A Christ in rank and power, oh ! 'tis meet
That thou the fair resemblance shouldst complete.
Be thine His patient pity, love and zeal ;
Be thine the wounds of aching hearts to heal ;
Be thine to follow whither lost sheep roam
And bring them kindly on thy shoulders home.
Be thine thy Master's cross with love to bear,
And thine in endless life His crown to wear !
—Irish Monthly, 1891
