Even If No Command To Pray Had

Peace Does Not Dwell In Outward Things But Within The Soul; We May Preserve It In The Midst Of The Bitterest Pain, If Our Will Remains Firm And Submissive. Peace In This Life Springs From Acquiescence To, Not An Exemption From, Suffering.

Thou Lovest Like An Infinite God When Thou Lovest; Thou Movest Heaven And Earth To Save Thy Loved Ones. Thou Becomest Man, A Babe, The Vilest Of Men, Covered With Reproaches, Dying With Infamy And Under The Pangs Of The Cross; All This Is Not Too Much For An Infinite Love.

Let Us Pray God That He Would Root Out Of Our Hearts Every Thing Of Our Own Planting, And Set Out There, With His Own Hands, The Tree Of Life, Bearing All Manner Of Fruits.

Prayer Is So Necessary, And The Source Of So Many Blessings, That He Who Has Discovered The Treasure Cannot Be Prevented From Having Recourse To It, Whenever He Has An Opportunity.

Nothing Will Make Us So Charitable And Tender To The Faults Of Others, As, By Self-examination, Thoroughly To Know Our Own.