Holy Antonin

Holy Antonin

The body of Holy Antonin abbot rests in Sorrente; and it’s the object of a great veneration on behalf of all the faithful ones.
One comes to recommend the drunkards particularly to Holy Antonin and to make wishes with his tomb to obtain their change or their cure.

INVOCATION
Ô God, which don’t allow only those which don’t have a hope that in you are tried and afflicted above their forces, but which make them draw advantage from all the evils that they endure; condescend to protect and deliver your servants by your celestial help and the merits of Holy Antonin. We request some from you by NR. – S. J. – C. Amen.
Holy Antonin, doctor admirable of the drunkards, request for us.

SPEECH
Jesus, wire of David, has pity of me. Can my mouth pronounce some other word? Can bottom of my misery, leave some other feeling? When I consider the dangers which surround me of all shares, leaning it which carries me to the evil, and the blindness which makes me fall into all the traps tended to my weakness, that can I say to you, Ô my God, in the excess of my shame and my pain, if it’s not, with the blind man of the Gospel, that you have pity of my state? Alas! You know better than me my defects; and I add with the prophet, that you see even those which I don’t see. You know that I am only one weak reed that the least wind makes fold; that I find in me only Sources of corruption and principles of error; that my life is finally only one continual temptation, all my being an assembly of miseries and contradictions. In a as deplorable situation, as will I become, large God, if you give up me? Similar to a traveler mislaid in a foreign ground, I see myself exposed with all kinds of attacks and surprises, and it’s in my own heart that I find the cause of all my defeats. Single hope of my shot down heart, strong and powerful God, tighten to me the hand and raise me. The weaker I am, the more the kindness which will support to me will be large: it rests only on one mercy without terminals to have pity of an extreme misery: you find it in me, Seigneur, this misery dreadful, able to reject other very that God Saver. Don’t reject my prayer, God full with leniency, which run even after the sinners who flee you; receive me, when I come to you, look at the work of your hands; a father can he be insensitive with the tears and the pressing needs for his Childs! Ô my father! carry me in your arms, when my languor prevents me from going; put to me with cover under the shade of your wings, hide me in your paternal center, break the chains which I don’t have courage to break, fix my irresolution, finish the engagements that my inclinations deliver to me, cure my wounds, dissipate my errors; that my weakness doesn’t carry it on your power, become strongest in my heart; there put all that you want to find there; give me the virtues that you ask, and order then all that you will like. Amen.

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