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O my Divine Jesus, Whose silence before Thy persecutors caused their wonder and admiration, look from Thy Tabernacle as I kneel before Thee to honor Thy holy Martyr, St. Jean De Brébeuf, who in the midst of most terrible tortures maintained a profound silence so that he astonished the savage fiends who, screaming hate and vengeance, found that they could invent no torture terrible enough to make him show even one sign of pain. It is said of thee, O Martyr of Christ, that thou didst suffer like a rock, and when red-hot tomahawk blades were strung and placed about thy neck in imitation of the Rosary, the only effect was to make thee preach with almost thy last breath to the Christian captive Indians to encourage them in their suffering -- to wait just a moment in patience till they would see the face of Christ, their reward for all eternity.
O my Divine Jesus, Whose silence before Your persecutors caused their wonder and admiration, <br>
look from Your Tabernacle as I kneel before You to honor your holy Martyr, St. Jean De Brébeuf, <br>
who in the midst of most terrible tortures maintained a profound silence <br>
so that he astonished his tormentors who, screaming hate and vengeance, <br>
found that they could invent no torture terrible enough to make him show even one sign of pain. <br>


Through thy intercession, O Martyr of Christ, may I love the Rosary that thou didst love so much. As our Blessed Mother has ever been a Tower of Strength to protect those who have faith in Her Divine Son, so obtain for me the blessing of a childlike affection for Her, and may the Joyful, Sorrowful and Glorious Mysteries of Her Rosary be always my comfort and consolation. Amen.
It is said of you, O Martyr of Christ, that you suffered like a rock, <br>
and when red-hot tomahawk blades were strung and placed about your neck in imitation of the Rosary, <br>
the only effect was to make you preach with almost your last breath to the Christian captive Indians <br>
to encourage them in their suffering -- to wait just a moment in patience <br>
till they would see the face of Christ, their reward for all eternity.
 
Through your intercession, O Martyr of Christ, <br>
may I love the Rosary that you did love so much.  
 
As our Blessed Mother has ever been a Tower of Strength <br>
to protect those who have faith in Her Divine Son, <br>
so obtain for me the blessing of a childlike affection for Her, <br>
and may the Mysteries of Her Rosary be always my comfort and consolation.  
 
Amen.


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Revision as of 21:14, 30 December 2013

O my Divine Jesus, Whose silence before Your persecutors caused their wonder and admiration,
look from Your Tabernacle as I kneel before You to honor your holy Martyr, St. Jean De Brébeuf,
who in the midst of most terrible tortures maintained a profound silence
so that he astonished his tormentors who, screaming hate and vengeance,
found that they could invent no torture terrible enough to make him show even one sign of pain.

It is said of you, O Martyr of Christ, that you suffered like a rock,
and when red-hot tomahawk blades were strung and placed about your neck in imitation of the Rosary,
the only effect was to make you preach with almost your last breath to the Christian captive Indians
to encourage them in their suffering -- to wait just a moment in patience
till they would see the face of Christ, their reward for all eternity.

Through your intercession, O Martyr of Christ,
may I love the Rosary that you did love so much.

As our Blessed Mother has ever been a Tower of Strength
to protect those who have faith in Her Divine Son,
so obtain for me the blessing of a childlike affection for Her,
and may the Mysteries of Her Rosary be always my comfort and consolation.

Amen.

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