Whilst I lie prostrate before thee crucified, most loving Saviour of my soul, my conscience tells me it was I that nailed thee to the cross with these hands of mine, as often as I fell into mortal sin, wearying thee with my monstrous ingratitude…

Father, into Thy hands I commend My spirit. O Jesus, into Thy hands I commend my spirit now and at the hour of my death. Amen.

It is consummated. O Jesus, Thy work of redemption is complete. Help me to finish the work Thou hast given me to do. Amen.

"I thirst." O Jesus, Thou didst thirst for souls. Make me thirst for Thy love and for the salvation of others. Amen.

"My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?" O Jesus, in all desolation keep me faithful. Let me never despair of Thy mercy. Amen.

"Woman, behold thy son... Behold thy Mother." O Jesus, I accept Mary as my Mother. Mary, be a mother to me now and at the hour of my death. Amen.

"Amen I say to thee, this day thou shalt be with Me in paradise." O Jesus, remember me in Thy kingdom. Grant me the grace of final perseverance and the hope of heaven. Amen.

"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." O Jesus, forgive me my sins as I forgive those who have offended me. Grant me a merciful heart like Thine. Amen.

O Jesus, I offer Thee all the crosses of this day: my weariness, my disappointments, my pains of body and mind. Unite them to Thy Passion, and make them meritorious for my salvation and for the souls in Purgatory. Amen.

Eternal Father, I offer Thee the Wounds of our Lord Jesus Christ to heal the wounds of our souls. My Jesus, pardon and mercy through the merits of Thy Holy Wounds. Holy Mother, pierce me through; in my heart each Wound renew of my Savior crucified.

O my people, what have I done to thee? or in what have I aggrieved thee? Answer Me. Holy God, Holy Mighty One, Holy Immortal One, have mercy on us.

Look down upon me, good and gentle Jesus, while before Thy face I humbly kneel, and with burning soul pray and beseech Thee to fix deep in my heart lively sentiments of faith, hope, and charity, true contrition for my sins, and a firm purpose of amendment…

O beloved Saint Francis, who didst love poverty and the Cross of Christ with so great a love, obtain for me a spirit of detachment from earthly things and a tender devotion to the Passion of Jesus. Help me to love God above all, and my neighbor as myself. Amen.

At the Cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful Mother weeping, Close to Jesus to the last. Through her heart, His sorrow sharing, All His bitter anguish bearing, Now at length the sword had passed. Oh, how sad and sore distressed Was that Mother highly blest Of the sole begotten One!…

O most loving Jesus, I thank Thee for the infinite love with which Thou didst carry Thy Cross and die for me. Grant that I may ever keep Thy Passion in my heart, that I may hate sin, love Thee above all things, and follow Thee faithfully until death…

My Lord Jesus Christ, Thou hast made this journey to die for me with love unutterable, and I have so many times unworthily abandoned Thee; but now I love Thee with my whole heart, and because I love Thee I repent sincerely for having ever offended Thee…

Ah, my buried Jesus, I kiss the stone that encloses Thee. But Thou didst rise again the third day. I beseech Thee, by Thy resurrection, make me rise glorious with Thee at the last day, to be always united with Thee in heaven, to praise Thee and love Thee forever…

O Mother of sorrow, for the love of this Son, accept me for thy servant, and pray to Him for me. And Thou, my Redeemer, since Thou hast died for me, permit me to love Thee; for I wish for Thee, and nothing more. I love Thee, my Jesus, and I repent of ever having offended Thee…

O my dying Jesus, I kiss devoutly the Cross on which Thou didst die for love of me. I have merited by my sins to die a miserable death, but Thy death is my hope. Ah, by the merits of Thy death, give me grace to die embracing Thy feet, and burning with love for Thee…

My Jesus, loaded with contempt, nail my heart to Thy feet, that it may ever remain there, to love Thee, and never more to leave Thee. I love Thee more than myself; I repent of having offended Thee. Never permit me to offend Thee again…