This is
a prayer written by Lucia to Blessed Jacinta, which I found in the book Fatima in Lucia’s Own Words: Sister Lucia’s
Memoirs, edited by Fr. Louis Kondor, SVD.
I love
this prayer. The first part makes me think of Psalm 55: “If only I had wings
like a dove that I might fly away and find rest.”
I’ve
decided to make this prayer my own.
To Jacinta
Swift through the world
You went a-flying,
Dearest Jacinta,
In deepest suffering
Jesus loving.
Forget not my plea
And prayer to you:
Be ever my friend
Before the throne
Of the Virgin Mary,
Lily of candor,
Shining pearl,
Up there in heaven
You live in glory,
Seraphim of love
With your little brother
At the Master’s feet
Pray for me.
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