Holy Mommelin

Holy Mommelin

Holy Mommelin

One calls upon Holy Mommelin to obtain the cure of the hemorrhoids.
Bishop, Holy Mommelin traversed his diocese, preached, informed the small ones and the humble ones, managed the sacraments, visited the hospitals, returned freedom to the prisoners and cured the patients by blessing them.
When he died, lying over ash according to his desire, on January 10th, 1209, he saw angels beating of the wings above his head and returned the heart in their tightening the arms.

INVOCATION
Now thus, God Eternal, confirms the word forever that you pronounced concerning your servant, and his house, and make as you spoke about it. And that your name is recognized large forever, and that one says: The Eternal of the armies is God of Israel; and that the house of David your servant remains stable in front of you. Because you, Eternal of the armies, God of Israel, you made hear these things with your servant, and you said: « I will establish you a family »; this is why your servant was incited in his heart to make you this prayer.
Now thus, Lord Eternal, you are God, and your words will be true; however, you promised with your servant to make this good. Wants now to thus bless the house of your servant, so that it’s eternally in front of you; because you thus spoke about it, Seigneur Eternal, and the house of your servant will be filled of your blessing eternally.
Holy Mommelin, request, we beg you, for all the patients that we recommend to you; also please, request for me.

SPEECH
Ô Jesus lord, my Saver! remove to ego all that displeases to you, and I will be given readily to you entire; I ask you in exchange only the blessing of your holy wounds. These wounds ignite my heart much more than the sight of the firmament; their glare is much sharper for me than that of stars; they clarify my spirit well better than the sunlight doesn’t light the universe; they light in my heart a fire much more violent than could do it on a material object the sharpest fire; they tenderize my heart much more surely than water doesn’t soften the meadows which she traverses; they excite my will with the good, more effectively than the grain doesn’t fertilize the ground where it’s hidden. Amen.

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