Oh! Jesus’ heart afflicted, I hate what you dislike.
Give me such horror of sin that I am afraid even of the slightest faults, only because they displease you that you are worthy of infinite love.
Grant me grace, my loving Savior, to always address you with this plea: Oh! my Jesus, give me your love.
The Heart of Jesus, fiery furnace of charity.
So we invoke Him in the Litany of the Sacred Heart.
Only God can measure the love of Christ to the Father and to men.
He demonstrated it by faithfully fulfilling the will of the Father and giving himself entirely for the salvation of men.
How do we seek to imitate this love and to respond to it in our daily lives?
Sacred Heart of my Jesus, make me love you more and more.
Oh! God, that in the Heart of your Son, wounded by our sins, you deserve to lavish upon us the infinite treasures of love, we beseech you, rendering to him the precept of our devotion and piety, Repair.
By the same Christ our Lord. Amen.