The Little Book of the
I love Thee really, and suffer not my love and gratitude to pass away.
'Bless the Lord, O my soul, and let all that is within me bless His holy Name. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all that He hath done for thee.'
King of Heaven, I adore Thee. Most holy Child of Bethlehem, I bow down before Thy eternal Majesty; and I fain would make up for all my want of reverence in the time past. I would worship and love Thee for all Thy creatures who worship and love Thee not.
Thou art infinitely adorable in Thine awful majesty and greatness; but if it were possible, Thou wouldst be even more adorable in Thy humility and tenderness—the Child of Mary ever Virgin—the Divine Food of Thy faithful here below.
As I have received Thee, and long to adore Thee worthily now, so let me see