Day EightDecember 23
Prayer for Every Day
Most gracious God of infinite charity, who so loved mankind that you gave us in your Son the greatest pledge of your love, so that, made man in the womb of a Virgin, he might be born in a manger for our salvation and remedy. I, in the name of all mortals, give you endless thanks for so sovereign a benefit. In return I offer you the poverty, humility, and other virtues of your Son made man, begging you by his divine merits, by the hardships with which he was born, and by the tender tears he shed in the manger, to dispose our hearts to profound humility, to burning love, and to such contempt for all that is earthly, that the newborn Jesus may find in them his cradle and dwell there forever. Amen.
(Pray “Glory be to the Father” three times.)
Reflection
Joseph and Mary arrive in Bethlehem seeking lodging in the inns, but they find none—either because all were occupied or because they were turned away on account of their poverty. Yet nothing can disturb the inner peace of those whose gaze is fixed on God. If Joseph felt sadness when he was rejected from house to house because he thought of Mary and the Child, he also smiled with holy tranquility when he looked upon his chaste spouse. The Child, not yet born, rejoiced in those refusals, which were the prelude to his future humiliations. Every harsh voice, the sound of every door closing before them, was sweet melody to his ears. That is what he had come to seek. The desire for those humiliations is what had contributed to his taking on human form.
O divine Child of Bethlehem! These days that so many have spent in feasts and diversions or resting softly in comfortable and rich dwellings have been for your parents a day of fatigue and every kind of vexation. Alas, the spirit of Bethlehem is that of a world that has forgotten God. How often has it also been ours? Do we not continually shut the door in rude ignorance to God’s calls, which invite us to conversion, to sanctity, or to conformity with his will? Do we not misuse our sufferings, failing to recognize their heavenly character even though each bears it in its own way? God comes to us many times in life, yet we do not recognize his face. We recognize him only when he turns his back and goes away after our refusal.
The sun sets on December 24 behind the rooftops of Bethlehem and its last rays gild the tops of the rugged rocks around it. Rough men jostle the Lord in the streets of that eastern village and close their doors when they see his Mother. The vault of heaven appears studded with stars above those hills frequented by shepherds. The stars appear one after another. A few more hours and the Eternal Word will appear.
Prayer to the Blessed Virgin Mary
Sovereign Mary, who by your great virtues and especially by your humility deserved that God himself should choose you as his Mother, I beg you to prepare and dispose my soul, and the souls of all who make this novena at this time, for the spiritual birth of your adored Son.
O sweetest Mother! Share with me something of the deep recollection and divine tenderness with which you awaited him, so that you may make us less unworthy to see him, love him, and adore him for all eternity. Amen.
(Pray the Hail Mary nine times.)
Prayer to Saint Joseph
O most holy Joseph, spouse of Mary and putative father of Jesus! I give infinite thanks to God for choosing you for such lofty ministries and adorning you with every gift suited to so excellent a dignity. I beg you, by the love you had for the Divine Child, to inflame me with fervent desires to see him and receive him sacramentally, while in his divine essence I see and enjoy him in heaven. Amen.
(Pray the Our Father, Hail Mary, and Glory be.)
Aspirations for the Coming of the Child Jesus
My sweet Jesus, my adored Child,
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
O highest Wisdom of the sovereign God, who to a child’s reach yourself humbly bend! O Divine Child, come to teach us the prudence that makes true sages indeed!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
O mighty Adonai, who speaking to Moses to Israel’s people gave the commandments! Ah, come swiftly to rescue us, and let a feeble Child show his mighty arm!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
O holy Root of Jesse, who on high to the world presents your fragrant blossom! O sweetest Child, called the lily of the valleys, fair flower of the field!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Key of David, who opens to the exile the closed doors of the royal palace! Lead us out, O Child, with your spotless hand, from the gloomy prison built by sin!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
O Dawn’s Radiance, Sun of eternal rays, let us see your splendor amid the darkness! Most precious Child, delight of the Christian, let the smile of your sweet lips shine!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Spotless Mirror, Holy of holies, peerless image of the sovereign God! Blot out our faults, save the exile, and, as a Child, give the wretched shelter!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
King of nations, bright Emmanuel, Israel’s longing, Shepherd of the flock! Child who guides with gentle staff both the stubborn sheep and the meek lamb!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Let the heavens open and from on high rain down life‑giving dew like holy watering! Come, beautiful Child, come, God made man! Let the fair star shine, let the flower of the field spring forth!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Come, for Mary prepares her arms, that soon she may see her Child! Come, for Joseph, with holy longing, makes himself ready to be the shrine of your love!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Help of the weak, comfort of the afflicted, consolation of the sad, light of the exile! Life of my life, my beloved Lord, my constant friend, my divine brother!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
May my eyes see you, with love for you! Let me kiss your feet, let me kiss your hands. Prostrate on the earth, I stretch out my arms, and more than my words my tears speak to you.
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Come, our Savior, for whom we sigh!
Come into our souls!
Come, do not delay so long!
Prayer to the Child Jesus
Remember, O sweetest Child Jesus, that you said to the venerable Margaret of the Blessed Sacrament, and in her person to all your devotees, these words so consoling for our poor afflicted and suffering humanity: “Whatever you wish to ask, ask it through the merits of my childhood and nothing shall be denied you.” Full of confidence in you, O Jesus, who are Truth itself, we come to lay before you all our misery. Help us to live a holy life so as to obtain a blessed eternity. Grant us, through the infinite merits of your Incarnation and your childhood, the grace we so greatly need.
(Brief pause for a silent petition.)
We give ourselves to you, O almighty Child, certain that our hope will not be disappointed and that, by virtue of your divine promise, you will graciously receive and answer our supplication. Amen.