Evening Prayers with Examination of Conscience
"The Sleep of the Infant Jesus"
By Sassoferrato, c. 1645
(The prayers were extracted from the: "St. Thomas Manual:
or, Devotion of the Six Sundays in Honor of the Angel of the Schools, St. Thomas of Aquin", by H. J. Pflugbeil, pp. 107-110, 1887, Imprimatur)
1. To the Most Holy Trinity.
In the deepest
humility, I bend my knee before
Thee, O Most Holy Trinity, and at the close of
this day lift up my soul to Thee, adoring Thee
from the bottom of my heart!
For all the benefits I have to-day received from Thee,
be Thou eternally blessed ! and for the paternal care
with which Thou hast preserved me from many sins
and evils, be Thou forever praised and adored!
But since I can not praise Thee worthily, may the nine
angels and the multitude of the elect thank
and glorify Thee for me! Whatever good I have done
this day and have forgotten
to offer to Thee, I now
present to Thee, desiring with my whole heart that
all and everything which I have to-day done and
suffered may tend to Thy greatest glory.
I commend myself anew to Thy paternal care
and divine protection, that the wicked enemy may
do me no harm to-night in body or soul, but that,
Thy honor, I may rest in peace. Amen.
Here examine your conscience upon the faults of the
whole day. Excite your soul to compunction whilst saying:
O my crucified Jesus ! in the sorrow of my heart
I prostrate before Thee. I bewail my fault of
having served Thee so negligently this day and
offended Thee by so
I firmly resolved this morning carefully to avoid
all sin; but I forgot my good intention, I have
deeply offended and irritated Thee by my numerous
sins, by my negligence. Pardon me, O my Jesus, and
in the ruby stream of Thy Precious Blood wash away
all the stains by which I have disfigured my soul. I
Thee by the tortures and pains which, in
Thy bitter Passion and especially on the cross, Thou
didst endure, that Thou wouldst
disarm the just anger
of Thy Father against me, make satisfaction to Him
for the punishment I so well deserve, and obtain
me the grace to serve Thee better for the future and
ever to increase in Thy divine love. Amen.
2. To the Blessed Virgin.
Loving Virgin Mary, I remind thee of the night
after that thrice-blessed day which we call Good-
Friday, and which thou must have spent in deep
anguish of heart
separated from thy dear Son.
Through the bitter sighs and tears that thou didst
then pour forth, I beg thee to help me to
night in honor of thy sorrowful night, and let me not
forget the Passion of thy Son. Unite my every
respiration to thine own sighs of sorrow, every
pulsation of my heart to the grief and distress of
thine own, and offer them all to thy Crucified Son
in honor of His Passion and in thanksgiving for
that He has obtained for us by it. Amen.
3. To the Guardian Angel.
I, thy unworthy
child, salute thee, my dear angel,
and thank thee for the love and fidelity thou hast
shown me to-day. O my holy angel, how
can I thank
thee for all thy love and care in guarding me from evil!
Unthankful child that I am, I not only neglect thy
inspirations, but still more grieve thee by my daily sins
and imperfections. I pray thee, by the sorrowful
Passion of our Lord Jesus Christ, pardon me for having
so often offended thee, and obtain for me the grace to
amend my sinful life. Preserve me this night from all the
snares of Satan and from a sudden and unprovided death.
my every respiration, every throb of my pulse,
and offer them to my Crucified Jesus in honor of His
bitter Passion and death.
4. The Good Intention for the Night.
O Lord Jesus Christ, in honor of Thy most
sleep upon the hard wood of the cross, when
Thou didst bow Thy head in death, I now betake
myself to rest, and in memory of Thy most bitter
death I will fall asleep. Ah, what a hard bed,
a rough pillow Thou didst have when,
wounded and bleeding, Thou didst hang upon the
cross, Thy sacred head resting upon the
crown! For three long hours didst Thou hang in
those cruel torments before, bowing Thy head,
Thou didst give up Thy spirit and sleep the sleep
of death! By that most bitter sleep, grant that
sleep may be directed to Thy honor and that
no effort of the evil one may lead me into sin.
As St. John rested his head upon
breast and thereon tasted the sweetest, the most
blissful repose, so do I lay my sinful head upon
Thy blessed breast and my lips upon Thy opened
side, that my every respiration may enter into Thy
Sacred Heart, and that I may thence draw into
my own poor heart Thy sweetest love.
thyself and thy bed with holy water, say:
Visit, O Lord, this little bed of mine with Thy
grace and drive far from
it the snares of the
enemy. May Thy holy angels watch over me and
keep me in peace! May Thy blessing rest upon
me and Thy divine love glow in my heart! Through
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Then signing thyself with the sign of the cross, say:
May God the Father, God the Son, and God the
Ghost grant all that I have asked! Amen.