Dearest Jesus, my Redeemer and my God, I adore Thee now present within my breast under the humble appearances of bread and wine, and thus made the meat and drink of my soul. May Thy coming unto my soul be infinitely blessed, my God, and for that great benefit, I thank Thee from the bottom of my heart, and I grieve the fact that I am not able to give thanks to Thee in a manner worthy.
But what fitting thanksgiving could a poor peasant offer, if he should behold his king enter into his cabin to visit him, but to cast himself at his feet, and remain there prostrate in silence, in astonishment, and in thankfulness for his condescension?
I cast myself, therefore, at Thy feet, O my divine King, O sweetest Jesus, and I adore Thee from the depths of my misery. I unite my adoration to that which the Most Holy Mary offered Thee when she received Thee into her most sacred womb: and would that I could also love Thee as she loved Thee.
O dear Redeemer, in obedience to my words, Thou hast this day come down from heaven into my hands: and I? Alas! how often by disobeying Thy commandments have I ungratefully turned my back upon Thee, and have renounced Thy grace and Thy love! O good Jesus, I hope that now at this moment Thou hast for given me; but if through my fault Thou hast not yet pardoned me, pardon me this morning; for I repent with my whole heart of having offended Thee, O Infinite Goodness.
O my Jesus, would that I had always loved Thee! At least from the day on which I said my first Mass I should have burned with love for Thee. Thou hast chosen me from the midst of so many millions of men to be Thy priest and Thy friend, what couldst Thou have done more to make Thyself beloved by me? But I thank Thee that Thou givest me time to do that which I have not done. I wish to love Thee with all my heart. No affection will I cherish in my heart save for Thee, who hast so greatly obliged me to love Thee.
My God and my all. O my God, what are riches to me! what are honors! what the pleasures of the world! Thou art my all. Thou alone shalt be henceforth my only good, my only love. I will say to Thee with St. Paulinus, The rich may have their riches, the kings their kingdoms; to me Christ is glory and kingdom. Let the kings, and rich ones of this world, delight in their kingdoms and in their riches, Thou alone, O good Jesus, shalt be my riches and my kingdom.
O Eternal Father, for the love of that Son of Thine, whom I have today sacrificed to Thee, and received into my heart, give to me, I beseech, holy perseverance in Thy grace, and the gift of Thy holy love. I recommend to Thee again all my relatives, friends, and enemies; I recommend to Thee the souls in Purgatory, and all sinners.
O my Mother, Most Holy Mary, do thou obtain for me holy perseverance and the love of Jesus Christ.