O Love of God, descend into my heart;
Enlighten the dark corners of this neglected dwelling,
And scatter there Your cheerful beams.
Dwell in the soul that longs to be Your temple;
Water that barren soil overrun with weeds and briars
And lost for lack of cultivating.
Make it fruitful with Your dew.
Come, dear Refreshment of those who languish;
Come, Star and Guide of those who sail amidst tempests.
You are the Haven of the tossed and shipwrecked.
Come now, Glory and Crown of the living,
As well as the Safeguard of the dying.
Come, Sacred Spirit;
Come, and fit me to receive You. Amen.
St. Augustine, Bishop of Hippo A.D. 354-430
Monday, April 18 Luke 22:1–38
Tuesday, April 19 Luke 22:39–71
Wednesday, April 20 Luke 23:1–43
Thursday, April 21 Luke 23:44–56
Friday, April 22 Luke 24