My good and dear Jesus, I kneel before You, asking You most earnestly to engrave upon my heart a deep and lively faith, hope and charity with true repentance for my sins, and a firm resolve to make amends. As I reflect upon Your five wounds, and dwell upon them with deep compassion and grief, I recall good Jesus the words the prophet David spoke long ago concerning Yourself:
"They have pierced my hands and my feet, they have counted all my bones!"
Holy Wounds Prayer
Eternal Father, I offer you the Holy Wounds of Jesus Christ my Lord for the poor souls in Purgatory, by His wounds heal our souls and all souls especially those of our dear loved ones in Purgatory. Amen.
Seven Last Words of Our Lord Jesus￼
“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” (Luke 23:34) II “Amen I say to thee, this day thou shalt be with me in paradise.” (Luke 23: 43) III when Jesus therefore had seen his mother and the disciple standing whom he loved, he saith to his mother: “Woman. behold thy son,” After that, he saith to the IV disciple: “Behold thy mother,” (John 19:26-27) V “Eli, Eli. lamma sabacthani?” that is, “My God. my God, why hast thou forsaken me?” (Matt. 27:46) VI “I thirst.” (John 19:30) VII “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.” (Luke 23:46)
15 Secret Tortures of Our Lord Jesus Christ
"I looked for one that would comfort me, and I found none"
Revealed to the pious, God-loving Sister Mary Magdalen of Sancta Clara Order, Franciscan, who lived, died and was beatified in Rome. Jesus fulfilled the wish of this Sister, who desired to ardently know something about the secret sufferings which He endured the night before His death.
This devotion is approved and recommended by His Holiness Clement XII, 1730-1740)
They fastened My feet with a rope and dragged Me over the stepping stones of the staircase, down into a filthy, nauseating cellar.
They took off My clothing and stung My body with iron joints.
They attached a rope around My body and pulled Me on the ground from end to end.
They hanged Me on a wooden piece with a slip knot until I slipped out and fell down. Overwhelmed by this torture, I wept bloody tears.
They tied Me to a post and pierced My body with various arms.
They struck Me with stones and burnt Me with blazing embers and torches.
They pierced Me with awls; sharp spears tore My skin, flesh and arteries out of My body.
They tied Me to a post and made Me stand barefoot on an incandescent metal sheet.
They crowned Me with an iron crown and wrapped My eyes with the dirtiest possible rags.
They made Me sit on a chair covered with sharp pointed nails, causing deep wounds in My body.
They poured on My wounds liquid lead and resin and, after this torture, they pressed Me on the nailed chair so that the nails went deeper and deeper into My flesh.
For shame and affliction, they drove needles into the holes of My uprooted beard. They tied my hands behind My back and led Me walking out of prison with strikes and blows.
They threw Me upon a cross and attached Me so tightly that I could hardly breathe anymore.
They threw at My head as I lay on the earth, and they stepped on Me, hurting My breast. Then, taking a thorn from My crown, they drove it into My tongue.
They poured into My mouth the most immodest excretions, as they uttered the most infamous expressions about Me.
Then, Jesus added, "My daughter, I desire that you let everybody know the Fifteen Secret Tortures in order that everyone of them be honored." "Anyone who daily offers Me, with love, one of these sufferings and says with fervor the following prayer, will be rewarded with eternal glory on the day of judgement."
Fifteen Secret Tortures Prayer to Jesus
My Lord and My God, it is my unchangeable will to honor you in these Fifteen Secret Torments when You shed Your Precious Blood; as many times as there are grains of sand around the seas, as fruit in the orchards, as leaves on the trees, as flowers in the gardens, as stars in the sky, as angels in Heaven, as creatures on earth. So many thousands of times may you be glorified, praised and honored, O Most love-worthy Lord Jesus Christ - Your Holiest Heart, Your Precious Blood, Your Divine Sacrifice for mankind, the Holiest Sacrament of the altar, the Most Holy Virgin Mary, the nine glorious choirs of Angels and the Blessed Phalanx of the Saints, from myself and everyone, now and forever, and in the eternal ages. In like manner, I desire, my dear Jesus, to give You thanksgiving, to serve you, to repair and atone for all my ignominies, and to offer You my soul and body as Your possession forever. Likewise, I regret all my sins and beg Your pardon, O my Lord and my God. And I offer You all the merits of Jesus Christ to repair everything, to obtain a happy dying-hour and the deliverance of the souls from Purgatory. This prayer I desire to renew at each hour until my death, O lovable Jesus. Sweet Savior, fortify my resolution and permit not that neither wretched men nor Satan destroy it. AMEN.