THE BLESSED SACRAMENT
O Sacrament most holy! O Sacrament divine! All praise and all thanksgiving, be every moment Thine!
O my beloved Jesus, O God, Who hast loved men with such exceeding love, what more canst Thou do to make Thyself loved by these ungrateful men? Oh, if men loved Thee, all the churches would be continually filled with people prostrate on the ground, adoring and thanking Thee, and burning with love for Thee at seeing Thee with the eyes of faith hidden in a tabernacle. But no, men, forgetful of Thee and of Thy love, are ready enough to court a man from whom they hope to gain some miserable advantage, whilst Thou, O my Lord, Thou remainest there alone and abandoned by all. Oh, that I could by my devotion make reparation for such ingratitude! I am sorry that I also have hitherto been like them, careless and ungrateful. But for the future I will not be so any longer. If at one time I have despised Thee, I now desire nothing but to love Thee. O my Jesus, Thou art my Love and my only Good, “my God and my all!”