
![]() Traditional Prayers, Page 3 ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() O God, our refuge and our strength, mercifully regard Thy people who
cry to Thee, and turn away the scourges of Thy anger, which we justly
deserve for our sins. Through Christ our Lord. Amen. From all dangers, deliver us, O Lord. O God, Who knowest us to be set in the midst of so great dangers,
that, by reason of the frailty of our nature, we cannot stand upright,
grant us such health of mind and body, that those evils which we suffer
for our sins we may overcome through Thine assistance. Through Christ
our Lord. Amen.
Thou hast permitted me to be struck, but Thou hast saved me from death.
For the sake of my beloved parents, and for my own sake, I thank Thee
from the bottom of my heart.
During the long hours of inaction, may my thoughts often turn to Thee.
Support those who do not have hope and and true faith and bring to them
into Thy fold, as the Good Shepherd. May there be no more
wars, never any more. Change the hearts that are in men that they may
feel like brothers and not kill one another.
We pray that this comrade's heart may not be
troubled. His strength is going, and he has suffered a great deal, but
he is not afraid. Grant that his sins be forgiven by Thee, and
that all trials are past for him.
Remember, O Lord, Thy servants, (name them),
who have gone before us with the sign of faith and rest in the sleep
of peace.
To these, O Lord, and to all who rest in Christ, grant, we pray Thee, a
place of refreshment, of light,
Our Father, Who art in Heaven: give us, we pray Thee, the courage and
the strength to stamp out the threat of paganism and slavery that hangs
over the world today. My shoulders ache beneath my pack; (Lie easier, Cross, upon His back.) I march with feet that burn and smart (Tread, Holy Feet, upon my heart.) Men shout at me that may not speak; (They scourged Thy back and smote Thy cheek.) I may not lift a hand to clear My eyes of salty drops that sear. (Then shall my guilty soul forget Thy agony of Bloody Sweat?) Lord, Thou didst suffer more for me Than all the hosts of land and sea. So let me render back again T his millionth of Thy gift. Amen. + PRAYER OF ST. IGNATIUS Teach us, good Lord, to serve Thee as Thou deservest; to give and not to count the cost; to fight and not to heed the wounds; to toil and not to seek for rest; to labor and not to ask for any reward, save that of knowing that we do Thy will through Jesus Christ our Lord. -----St. Ignatius Loyola HOME--------CONTACT US![]() www.catholictradition.org/war-time3.htm |