Father, you created me
And put me on earth for a purpose.
Jesus , you died for me
And called me to complete your work.
Holy Spirit, you help me
To carry out the work for which I was created and called.
In your presence and name --
Father  , Son and Holy Spirit --
I begin my reflection.
May all my thoughts and inspirations
Have their origin in You
And be directed to your glory.

Keep them, I pray Thee, dearest Lord, 
Keep them for they are Thine.
Your priests whose lives burn out
Before your consecrated shrine.

Keep them, for they are in the world,
Though from the world apart;
When earthly pleasures tempt, allure,
Shelter them in your Heart.

Keep them, and comfort them
In hours of lonliness and pain,
When all their lives of sacrifice
For souls, seems but in vain.

Keep them, and remember Lord, 
They have no one but Thee,
Yet they have only human hearts,
With human frailty.

Keep them as spotless as the host,
That daily they caress;
Their every thought and word and deed,
Deign, dearest Lord, to bless.

Mary, Queen of the Clergy, pray for them

From Grand Knight, Mike Cutbirth.

Soul of Christ, sanctify me.
Body of Christ, save me.
Blood of Christ, inebriate me.
Water from the side of Christ, wash me.

Passion of Christ, strengthen me.
O good Jesus, hear me.
Within Thy Wounds, hide me.
Never permit me to be separated from Thee.

From the wicked enemy, defend me.
At the hour of my death, call me,
And bid me come to thee;
That with thy saints I may praise Thee,
For ever and ever. 

Oh my God, 
    I thank you for loving me. 
    I am sorry for all my sins, 
        for not loving others; 
       and not loving You. 
    Help me to live like Jesus 
        and not sin again. 

I dreamt I stood at Calvary
And saw three crosses there;
On left and right were nailed two thieves,
The cross between was bare.

A soldier took his sword in hand,
Then pointing it at me;
He said,"You there, prepare to die.
That cross is meant for thee."

I quickly fell upon my knees,
For mercy did I cry;
As strong hands grabbed my hands and feet,
I shouted, "Why, oh why?"

And then a voice both soft and sweet
Was heard above the din;
"Let this one go, take me instead.
I'll pay his debt of sin."

With his body torn and bleeding,
And thorn marks 'round his head;
With face bruised where they beat him,
He stepped into my stead.

Then Jesus laid upon the cross,
His life to freely give;
That all my sins be washed away,
And through his death, I'd live.

He stretched his arms out open wide,
No struggle did he make;
As they prepared to nail him there,
His life to gladly take.

They drove the spikes in hands and feet
And slammed the cross in place;
His bones were shaken out of joint,
And blood flowed down his face.

"Forgive them, Father"' was his cry,
They know not what they've done.
They do not realize that you,
Have sent your only son."

Deep darkness filled the noonday sky
And trembling shook the ground;
As God, the Father, turned away,
While God, the Son, gazed 'round.

"It's finished now", the Savior said.
"The door stands open wide;
Into thy hand's my spirit comes."
And then they pierced his side.

The graves were bursting open,
And dead men walked around;
The temple veil was rent in twain,
And I fell to the ground.

When I awoke, the night had passed
And sunshine flooded in;
I cried, "Dear Lord, forgive me please,
And cleanse me from my sin.

For you sent down your only son,
A ransom for the lost;
And I see you included me,
When counting out the cost.

Take o'er the reins that guide my life,
Remove my willful pride;
Sweep clean my heart and enter in,
Forever, there abide."

Yes, I dreamt I stood at Calvary
And saw those crosses three;
Yet no longer do I look with fear
Where Jesus died for me

If you are kind, People may accuse you
of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some
false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank,
people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone
could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness,
they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today,
people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have,
and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis,
it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

                           Written By Mother Teresa

Visit, we beseech Thee, O Lord,
This house and family,
And drive far from it all snares of the enemy.
Let Thy holy angels dwell herein,
And protect us and preserve us in peace forever.

Amen.