St. Mary Magdalene
The Chaplet of St. Mary. Magdalene
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, help me to recognize my sins so that I may seek forgiveness and that I too may be exorcised by Him. Pray for me so that I too may be closer to Jesus and love Him as my Divine Savior. Pray for (mention petition here) so that they too may see our Lord Jesus Christ and seek forgiveness for their sins so that they too may always seek the Lord and follow Him. Help us to persevere to the end so that we will be saved.
Act of Contrition
My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart in choosing to do wrong and failing to do good. I have sinned against You whom I should love above all things. I firmly intend with your help to do penance, to sin no more and to avoid whatever leads me to sin. Our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us; in His name, my God, have mercy.
Our Father
Our Father who art in heaven hallowed by Thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who have trespassed against us. Lead us not into temptation and deliver us from evil. Amen. Fiat.
Hail Mary
Hail Mary, full of grace the Lord is with thee. Blessed art though among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen. Fiat.
First Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, our Lord cured you of evil spirits and ailments. Pray that we may be delivered from evil.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Second Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus Our Lord forgave you for all of you sins. Pray that we may truly seek forgiveness for our sins.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Third Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you were so filled with sorrow and remorse over you sins that you anointed Christ’s feet with perfumed oil. Pray that our remorse for our sins may be a sweet fragrance to our Lord.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Fourth Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you wept at the foot of Christ and your tears fell upon His feet. You kissed and wiped His feet with your hair. Pray that our tears of sorrow will fall upon the feet of Jesus and that Our Lord will wipe away our sins.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Fifth Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you stood at the foot of the cross and saw Our Lord Jesus Christ being crucified to His death. Pray that we may recognize and witness to others that Jesus did this for us.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Sixth Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you saw His lifeless body taken from the Cross and placed in His mother’s arms. Pray that Our Blessed Mother will hold us at the hour of death in her arms.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Seventh Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you saw Him being placed in the tomb. When we die, pray that we may be buried on sanctified ground.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Eight Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, when you went back to the tomb and did not find the Lord’s body, you thought it had been taken away. Pray that our souls are not taken to hell.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Ninth Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, you stood outside the tomb weeping. Pray for our family, relatives and loved ones so that they may be comforted when we die.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Tenth Bead
Saint Mary Magdalene, friend and follower of Jesus, upon seeing Our Risen Lord from the dead, you were overwhelmed and filled with joy. Pray that we too may see the Risen Lord and that our final resting place will be in Heaven with God the Father.
Lord, help me to examine my conscience as I pray.
Fatima Prayer
Oh, my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to heaven and help especially those who most need of Your mercy. Amen. Fiat.
Act of Contrition
My God, I am sorry for my sins with all my heart in choosing to do wrong and failing to do good. I have sinned against You whom I should love above all things. I firmly intend with your help to do penance, to sin no more and to avoid whatever leads me to sin. Our Savior Jesus Christ suffered and died for us; in His name, my God, have mercy.
THE END
you came with springing tears
to the spring of mercy, Christ;
from him your burning thirst was abundantly refreshed;
through him your sins were forgiven;
by him your bitter sorrow was consoled.
My dearest lady,
well you know by your own life
how a sinful soul can be reconciled with its creator,
what counsel a soul in misery needs,
what medicine will restore the sick to health.
It is enough for us to understand, dear friend of God,
to whom were “many sins forgiven, because she loved much”.
Most blessed lady,
I who am the most evil and sinful of men
do not recall your sins as a reproach,
but call upon the boundless mercy
by which they were blotted out.
This is my reassurance, so that I do not despair;
this is my longing, so that I shall not perish.
I say this of myself,
miserably cast down into the depths of vice,
bowed down with the weight of crimes,
thrust down by my own hand into a dark prison of sins,
wrapped round with the shadows of darkness.
because you are beloved
and are beloved because you are chosen of God,
I, in my misery, pray to you, in bliss;
in my darkness, I ask for light;
in my sins, redemption;
impure, I ask for purity.
Recall in loving kindness what you used to be,
how much you needed mercy,
and seek for me that same forgiving love
that you received when you were wanting it.
Ask urgently that I may have
the love that pierces the heart; tears that are humble;
desire for the homeland of heaven;
impatience with this earthly exile;
searing repentance; and a dread of torments in eternity.
Turn to my good that ready access
that you once had and still have to the spring of mercy.
Draw me to him where I may wash away my sins;
bring me to him who can slake my thirst;
pour over me those waters
that will make my dry places fresh.
You will not find it hard to gain all you desire
from so loving and so kind a Lord,
who is alive and reigns and is your friend.
with what kind familiarity and familiar kindness
he himself replied on your behalf
to the calumnies of those who were against you?
How he defended you, when the proud Pharisee was indignant, how he excused you,
when your sister complained,
how highly he praised your deed, when Judas begrudged it.
And, more than all this,
what can I say, how can I find words to tell,
about the burning love with which you sought him,
weeping at the sepulchre,
and wept for him in your seeking?
How he came, who can say how or with what kindness,
to comfort you, and made you burn with love still more;
how he hid from you when you wanted to see him,
and showed himself when you did not think to see him;
how he was there all the time you sought him,
and how he sought you when, seeking him, you wept.
why do you ask her why she weeps?
Surely you can see;
her heart, the dear life of her soul, is cruelly
slain.
O love to be wondered at;
O evil to be shuddered at;
you hung on the wood, pierced by iron nails,
stretched out like a thief for the mockery of wicked men;
and yet, ‘Woman,’ you say, ‘why are you weeping?’
She had not been able to prevent them from killing you,
but at least she longed to keep your body for a while
with ointments lest it decay.
No longer able to speak with you living,
at least she could mourn for you dead.
So, near to death and hating her own life,
she repeats in broken tones the words of life
which she had heard from the living.
And now, besides all this,
even the body which she was glad, in a way, to have kept,
she believes to have gone.
And can you ask her, ‘Woman, why are you weeping?’
Had she not reason to weep?
For she had seen with her own eyes
if she could bear to look
what cruel men cruelly did to you;
and now all that was left of you from their hands
she thinks she has lost.
All hope of you has fled,
for now she has not even your lifeless body
to remind her of you.
And someone asks,
‘Who are you looking for? Why are you weeping?’
You, her sole joy,
should be the last thus to increase her sorrow.
But you know it all well, and thus you wish it to be,
for only in such broken words and sighs
can she convey a cause of grief as great as hers.
The love you have inspired you do not ignore,
And indeed you know her well,
the gardener, who planted her soul in his garden.
What you plant, I think you also water.
Do you water, I wonder, or do you test her?
In fact, you are both watering and putting to the test.
look upon your faithful servant and disciple,
so lately redeemed by your blood,
and see how she burns with anxiety, desiring you,
searching all round, questioning,
and what she longs for is nowhere found.
Nothing she sees can satisfy her,
since you whom alone she would behold, she sees not.
What then?
How long will my Lord leave his beloved to suffer thus?
Have you put off compassion
now you have put on incorruption?
Did you let go of goodness
when you laid hold of immortality?
Let it not be so, Lord.
You will not despise us mortals
now you have made yourself immortal,
for you made yourself a mortal
in order to give us immortality.
he cannot bear her grief for long or go on hiding himself.
For the sweetness of love he shows himself
who would not for the bitterness of tears.
The Lord calls his servant by the name she has often heard
and the servant knows the voice of her own Lord.
I think, or rather I am sure,
that she responded to the gentle tone
with which he was accustomed to call, ‘Mary’.
What joy filled that voice, so gentle and full of love.
He could not have put it more simply and clearly:
‘I know who you are and what you want;
behold me;
do not weep, behold me;
I am he whom you seek.’
At once the tears are changed;
I do not believe that they stopped at once,
but where once they were wrung
from a heart broken and self-tormenting
they flow now from a heart exulting.
How different is, ‘Master!’
from ‘If you have taken him away, tell me’;
and, ‘They have taken away my Lord,
and I do not know where they have laid him,’
has a very different sound from,
‘I have seen the Lord, and he has spoken to me.’
dare to describe the love of God
and the blessed friend of God?
Such a flavour of goodness will make my heart sick
if it has in itself nothing of that same virtue.
But in truth, you who are very truth, you know me well
and can testify that I write this for the love of your love,
my Lord, my most dear Jesus.
I want your love to burn in me as you command
so that I may desire to love you alone
and sacrifice to you a troubled spirit,
‘a broken and a contrite heart’.
Give me, 0 Lord, in this exile,
the bread of tears and sorrow
for which I hunger more than for any choice delights.
Hear me, for your love,
and for the dear merits of your beloved Mary,
and your blessed Mother, the greater Mary.
Redeemer, my good Jesus,
do not despise the prayers of one who has sinned against you
but strengthen the efforts of a weakling that loves you.
Shake my heart out of its indolence, Lord,
and in the ardour of your love
bring me to the everlasting sight of your glory
where with the Father and the Holy Spirit
you live and reign, God, forever.