I adore you with devotion, hidden God, truly hidden beneath these appearances. My heart submits completely to you, and surrenders completely when contemplating you.

In judging you, sight, touch, and taste are mistaken; but hearing is enough to firmly believe; I believe everything the Son of God has said: nothing is truer than this Word of truth.

On the Cross, only Divinity was hidden, but here humanity is also hidden; nevertheless, I believe and confess both, and I ask for what that repentant thief asked for.

I do not see the wounds as Thomas saw them, but I confess that you are my God: make me believe more and more in you, hope in you, and love you.

Memorial of the death of the Lord! Living Bread, you give life to man: grant that my soul may live on you and always savor your sweetness.

Lord Jesus, good Pelican, cleanse me, the unclean, with your Blood, a single drop of which can free the whole world from all crimes.

Jesus, whom I now see hidden, I beg you, may what I so long for be fulfilled: that when I look upon your face, face to face, I may be happy seeing your glory.

Amen.