Devotion of Our Lady of Sorrows: daily prayer

Da Paolo Tessione - March 14, 2020

PRAYERS FOR EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK MADE UP BY THE SERAFIC DOCTOR S. BONAVENTURA FOR THE PAINFUL

Sunday
For that terrible commotion, which stirred your heart, O Blessed Virgin, when you heard that your most beloved Son was taken by the wicked, tied, dragged and given in the grip of torments, help us, we prey to you, so that our heart may come now struck by a salutary fright, for the sins committed, and thus move with sincere repentance; so that at the hour of death he does not have to fear in the face of the adversary, who will attack him, and not be terrified accused by his own conscience in the presence of the terrible Divine Judge; but rather, seeing his face serene and propitious, he recreated himself and felt inexplicably content with it. By the grace of Our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for all the centuries of the centuries. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

Monday
For those moans and tears that in the affliction of your heart you spread, sweet Virgin, when you saw your most amiable Son presented to the Judge, bitterly scourged, in various ways mocked and disheartened, impetrate on us the pain of our sins and tears of sincere and salutary contrition, and help us, so that the enemy cannot scorn us, nor to his talent with his various temptations scourge us, and thus overcome, to present us to the terrible divine judgment; but rather that we accuse the present, and judge ourselves over our excesses, and punish them with the acts of sincere penance, so that we have the chance to find forgiveness and grace in the time of necessity, tribulation and distress. For the mercy of Our Lord Jesus Christ himself, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

TUESDAY'
For those anguish and agony, which sustained your heart, Blessed Virgin, when you heard your beloved Son being condemned to death and the suplizio of the Cross, help us, we ask you, in the time of our infirmity, when our body will be afflicted by the pains of evil, and our spirit, on the one hand for the dangers of demons and on the other for fear of the imminent rigorous judgment, will find itself in distress, help us, I say, o Lady, so that I do not have to then pronounce the sentence of eternal damnation against us, nor are we cast to burn eternally among the infernal flames. By the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

WEDNESDAY'
For that most painful sword that pierced your soul, o sweetest Virgin, on seeing your most beloved naked Son, suspended in the air on the Cross, with his hands and feet pierced by nails, and for his whole body from head to foot torn and torn from scourges, and covered with deep wounds; help us, we implore you, so that even our hearts may now be pierced by the sword of tender compassion and sincere communion, and will also be wounded as if by a light from the holy divine love, so that the root may come out of our soul of every sin, and we are completely purged from the corruption of vices, we are adorned and dressed in the clothes of the holy virtues, and we can always with the mind and our senses rise to heaven from this wretched earth, whence it will be for us when the promised happy day has come, we can go up there with our spirit, and therefore again with the body. By the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

Thursday
For the grave distress and torment that afflicted your spirit, Most Holy Virgin, when at the cross you contemplated your blessed Son, who in the midst of his bitter sorrows uttered that high and prodigious cry of his, you recommended delights his Mother to the disciple John, and gave his most holy Spirit into the hands of the Father; help us, we ask you, in the extreme hour of our life, and especially then, when our language has become stupid and motionless, it will be powerless to invoke you; when our darkened eyes will no longer see the light of day and the ears that have become deaf will be closed forever to the speeches of the world, and when finally the strength of our senses will be completely lacking, remember then, oh dearest Lady, of the humble supplications, which we address to the ears of your pity and clemency, and come to our aid, in that horrible hour of extreme necessity. You recommend our spirit to our most beloved Son; so that for your powerful mediation we can be taken away from him by torments, and free from all fright we safely reach the longed rest of the Celestial Fatherland. By the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

Friday
For those bitter tears and bitter sighs, which from the depths of your breast, gushing as from a source, you could not compress, o illibatissima Virgin, when you were explaining to tighten with affectionate embrace the exhausted body of your divine Son, already laid by cross, whose cheeks once white and vermillion spotted sprinkled with death, and the body itself all from head to foot battered, pesto, bruised and torn with horrible plagues over sores; help us, we pray to you, and let us so bitterly mourn our iniquities in the present, and to the open wounds of our souls we apply in a manner the salutary remedy of penance which, when our body is already dead and deformed in the grip of death Let our soul shine with the white stole of true holiness, so that we are made worthy to enjoy the sweet kisses and loving embraces, principally of your sweetest Son, our Lord Jesus Christ, who with the Father and the Spirit Santo lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.

Saturday
For those sobs and sighs and unspeakable complaints, clues to the affliction in which your interior was, O most glorious Virgin, when you saw your Only Begotten removed from your bosom and locked in the sepulcher, delight of your heart, addressing, I pray to you -mo, those most pitiful eyes of yours to us miserable children of Eve, who in our exile, and in this miserable valley of tears to you, raise warm pleas and sighs. After this tearful exile, let us see Jesus, the blessed fruit of your chaste guts. You, with your sublime merits, impetrate on us in power of our death to be equipped with the holy sacraments of the Church, to end our days with a happy death, and to be finally presented to the Divine Judge, sure of being mercifully absolute. By the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who Father and with the Holy Spirit lives and reigns for ever and ever. So be it. GIACULATORIA: Oh! let us be death, O pious Mother, sweet rest and peace. So be it.