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Our Morning Offering – 26 December – To the Infant Jesus in the Crib

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Our Morning Offering – 26 December –Within the Octave – “The Month of the Divine Infant and the Immaculate Conception”

To the Infant Jesus in the Crib
By St Alphonsus Maria de Liguori (1696-1787)
Most Zealous Doctor of the Church

Oh, how I love Thee,
Lord of Heaven above!
Too well hast Thou deserved
to gain my love.
Sweet Jesus, I would die
for love of Thee,
For Thou didst not disdain
to die for me.

I leave Thee, faithless world, –
farewell! depart!
This lovely Babe has loved
and won my heart.
I love Thee, loving God,
Who from above
Didst come on earth,
a Babe, to gain my love.

Thou tremblest, darling Child
and yet, I see
Thy heart is all on fire
with love for me!
Love makes Thee thus,
a Child, my Saviour dear;
Love only brought Thee
down to suffer here.

Love conquered Thee,
Great God, love tied Thy hands,
A captive here for me,
in swathing-bands
And love, strong love,
awaits Thy latest breath,
To make Thee die for me,
a cruel death.

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Our Morning Offering – 8 August – O Mother Blest By St Alphonsus

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Our Morning Offering – 8 August – “The Month of the Immaculate Heart of Mary”

O Mother Blest
By St Alphonsus Maira Liguori (1696-1787)
Most Zealous Doctor of the Church
Trans. Fr Edmund Vaughn C.SS,R, (1827 – 1908 )

O Mother blest, whom God bestows
On sinners and on just,
What joy, what hope thou givest those
Who in thy mercy trust.
Thou are clement, thou are chaste,
Mary thou art fair,
Of all mothers, sweetest best,
none with thee compare.

O heavenly Mother, mistress sweet!
it never yet was told
that suppliant sinner left thy feet,
unpitied, unconsoloed.
Thou are clement, thou are chaste, …

O Mother, pitiful and mild,
Cease not to pray for me;
For I do love thee as a child,
And sigh for love of thee.
Thou art clement, thou art chaste, …

Most powerful Mother, all men know
Thy Son denies thee nought;
Thou askest, wishest it, and lo!
His power thy will hath wrought.
Thou art clement, thou art chaste, …

O Mother blest, for me obtain,
Ungrateful though I be,
To love that God who first could deign
To show such love for me.
Thou art clement, thou art chaste,
Mary, thou art fair.
Of all mothers, sweetest, best,
None with thee compare.