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WHEN MY PARCHED LIPS CAN NO LONGER KISS THY SACRED WOUNDS

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O MY CRUCIFIED JESUS, mercifully accept the prayer which I now make to Thee for help in the moment of my death, when at its approach all my senses shall fail me. When, therefore, O sweetest Jesus, my weary and downcast eyes can no longer look up to Thee, be mindful of the loving gaze which now I turn on Three, and have mercy on me. 

When my parched lips can no longer kiss Thy most sacred wounds, remember then those kisses which now I imprint on Three, and have mercy on me. 

When my cold hands can no longer embrace They cross, forget not the affection with which I embrace it now, and have mercy on me. 

And when at length, my swollen and lifeless tongue can no longer speak, remember that I called upon Thee now.  Jesus, Mary, Joseph, to you I commend my soul.  Amen

In the wake of Kobe Bryant's tragic passing, I felt called to pray this most sobering prayer and share it with you. We know not the day or the hour. Please pray for Kobe's family and for his soul. 


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