Pri re d Antoine Daveluy

Blessed are those persecuted for My righteousness,
Antoine, you drank the cup of sorrow in the land,
Where My light could barely break through the darkness,
Where the holy words were washed in blood.

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Oh, faithful servant, who shared My cross,
Witness of love to the unseen heavens!
Pray to the Father that you too may stand firm,
And find grace in the shadow of death.


I am the way and the truth, the alpha, the omega,
You followed Me meekly from the first snow
To the executioner's block, not hiding your face from the sword.
Your candle, brother, burns before the throne.

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Oh, faithful servant, who shared My cross,
Witness of love to the unseen heavens!
Pray to the Father that you too may stand firm,
And find grace in the shadow of death.


There is no greater love than to lay down
One's spirit on the cross for one's friends, despising death, the thief.
Antoine, your crown is not woven of thorns,
But spun from radiance, the seed of faith.


Peace I leave with you, My peace I give you...
Saint Antoine, before the Father in paradise,
Pray for My lost sheep.
Amen. May the Spirit of Truth abide in them.