Novena to St Anne – Day Nine – 25 July
By Fr Daniel A Lord, SJ
All her life Anne lived in the obscure town of Nazareth. All her days were spent in a tiny house, a home of common people.
Her ancestors might have lived in the royal palaces of David and of his descendants. It was Anne’s destiny to know no palaces, to be content with a cottage that was made beautiful chiefly by the love that filled it. But Anne was great. A thousand, thousand churches are built to her name.
A thousand schools and hospitals are erected under her patronage.
Pilgrims by the millions pour every year into her shrines, kneeling before her altars and begging her to remember them to God.
Unknown in her own day, she is now known across the world.
Having lived during her lifetime in a little cottage, she is now honoured by great buildings of the world. From her mansion in heaven she looks down to see once more how the buildings that bear her name shelter the Son of God, house the shrines of Mary, His Mother and serve for the peace and strength of God’s sons and daughters of every generation.
To her who was honoured on earth and is enthroned in heaven we pray:
O glorious St Anne,
you are filled with compassion
for those who invoke you
and with love for those who suffer!
Heavily burdened with the weight of my troubles,
I cast myself at your feet and humbly beg of you
to take the present intention
which I recommend to you in your special care.
…………………(make your intention)
Please recommend it to your daughter,
the Blessed Virgin Mary
and place it before the throne of Jesus,
so that He may bring it to a happy issue.
Continue to intercede for me until my request is granted.
But, above all, obtain for me the grace, one day,
to see my God face to face
and with you and Mary and all the saints,
to praise and bless Him for all eternity.
Our Father . . . Hail Mary . . . Glory Be . . .
O Jesus, Holy Mary, St Anne, help me now and at the hour of my death.
Good St Anne, intercede for me.
Good St Anne,
I have reached the end of this novena in your honour.
I have asked and ask again.
Good mother, let not your kind ear grow weary of my prayers,
though I repeat them so often.
implore for me from divine Providence
all the help I need through life.
May your generous hand bestow on me
the material means to satisfy my own needs
and to alleviate the plight of the poor.
Good St Anne,
fortify me by the sacraments of the Church
at the hour of my death.
Admit me into the company of the blessed
in the kingdom of heaven,
where I may praise and thank the adorable Trinity,
your grandson Christ Jesus,
your glorious daughter Mary
and yourself, dear St Anne,
through endless ages.