Liturgical prayer is a written or memorized prayer that serves as a framework for individual or corporate worship and devotion.
Through liturgical prayers we open ourselves to God through established patterns and traditions.
Liturgical prayer is a written or memorized prayer that serves as a framework for individual or corporate worship and devotion.
Through liturgical prayers we open ourselves to God through established patterns and traditions.
| A Prayer of Mother Teresa | A Prayer of Thomas a Kempis | A Prayer of St. Francis | A Prayer from the Book of Worship |
| Dear Jesus, Help us to spread your fragrance everywhere we go. Flood our souls with your spirit and life. Penetrate and posses our whole being so utterly that our lives may only be a radiance of yours. Shine through us and be so in us that every soul we come in contact with may feel your presence in our soul. Let them look up and see no longer us but only Jesus. Stay with us and then we shall begin to shine as your shine, so to shine as to be light to others. The light, O Jesus, will be all from you. Non of it will be ours. It will be you shining on others through us. Let us thus praise you in the way you love best -- by shining on those around us. Amen. |
Grant me, O Lord, to know what I ought to know, to love what I ought to love, to praise what delights thee most, to value what is precious in thy sight, to hate what is offensive to thee. Do not suffer me to judge according to the sight of my eyes, nor to pass sentence according to the hearing of the ears of ignorant men; but to discern with a true judgment between things visible and spiritual, and above all, always to inquire what is the good pleasure of thy will.
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Lord, make me an instrument of your
peace! Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,
pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where
there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Diving Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life |
O God our Father, renew our spirits and draw our
hearts to thyself, that our work may not be to us a burden but a
delight; and give us such love to thee as may sweeten all our obedience.
Help us that we may serve thee with the cheerfulness and gladness of
children, delighting ourselves in thee and rejoicing in all that is to
the honor of thy name; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
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| A Prayer of Henri Nouwen | A Prayer of Stanley Hauerwas | ||
| O Lord, who else or what else con I
desire but you? You are my Lord, Lord of my heart, mind, and soul.
You know me through and through. In and through you everything that is
finds its origin and goal. You embrace all that exists and care for it
with diving love and compassion. Why, then, do I keep expecting
happiness and satisfaction outside of you? Why do I keep relating to you
as one of my many relationships, instead of my only relationship, in
which all other ones are grounded? Why do I keep looking for popularity,
respect from others, success, acclaim, and sensual pleasures? Why, Lord,
is it so hard for me to make you the only one? Why do I keep hesitating
to surrender myself totally to you? Help me, O Lord, to let my old self die, to let die the thousand big and small ways in which I am still building up my false self and trying to cling to my false desires. Let me be reborn in you and see through you the world in the right way, so that all my actions, words, and thoughts can become a hymn of praise to you. I need your loving grace to travel on this hard road that leads to the death of my old self and to a new life in and for you. I know and trust that this is the road to freedom. Lord, dispel my mistrust and help me become a trusting friend. Amen. |
End of All Our Beginnings, Lord of
time, who alone makes time a gift, remind us we are creatures with a
beginning.
We confess we often forget we are your timeful creatures. We fear the forgetfulness our dearth beckons. We are driven frantically to work, thinking we can ensure we will not be forgotten, ensure our own place in time. Howe silly we must look to you, ants building anthills to no purpose. Help us take joy and rest in your time, eucharistic time, a time redeemed through Jesus' resurrection, that we can rest easy in our dying. You have given us all the time in the world. May we take pleasure in it. Amen.
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