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GUARDIAN ANGEL LITANY
1 of 3 Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy on us. Jesus, hear us. Jesus, graciously hear us. God the Father of Heaven, Have mercy on us. God the Son, Redeemer of the world, Have mercy on us. God the Holy Ghost, Have mercy on us. Holy Trinity, One God, Have mercy on us. Holy Mary, Queen of Angels, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who art my guardian, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, whom I revere as my superior, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost give me charitable counsel, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost give me wise direction, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost take the place of a tutor, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost love me tenderly, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who art my consoler, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who art attached to me as a good brother, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost instruct me in the duties and truth of salvation, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who art to me a charitable shepherd, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who art witness of all my actions, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost help me in all my undertakings, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost continually watch over me, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost intercede for me, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost carry me in thy hand, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost direct me in all my ways, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost defend me with zeal, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost conduct me with wisdom, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost guard me from all danger, pray for me. Angel of Heaven, who dost dissipate the darkness and enlighten the mind, pray for me. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Spare us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Graciously hear us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Have mercy on us, O Lord. Jesus, hear us. Jesus, graciously hear us. V. Pray for us, O Guardian Angel, R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. Let Us Pray Almighty and eternal God, Who, by an effect of Thine ineffable bounty, hast given to each of the faithful an angel to be the guardian of body and soul, grant that I may have for him, whom Thou hast given me in Thy mercy, so much respect and love, that, protected by the gifts of Thy graces and by his help, I may merit to go to Thee in Heaven, there to contemplate Thee, with him and the other happy spirits, in the brightness of Thy glory. Amen. GUARDIAN ANGEL LITANY
2 of 3 Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy on us. Christ, hear us. Christ, graciously hear us. God the Father of Heaven, Have mercy on us. God the Son, Redeemer of the world, Have mercy on us. God the Holy Spirit, Have mercy on us. Holy Trinity, One God, Have mercy on us. Holy Mary, Queen of Angels, pray for me. Holy Angel, my guardian, pray for me. Holy Angel, my prince, pray for me. Holy Angel, my monitor, pray for me. Holy Angel, my counselor, pray for me. Holy Angel, my defender, pray for me. Holy Angel, my steward, pray for me. Holy Angel, my friend, pray for me. Holy Angel, my negotiator, pray for me. Holy Angel, my intercessor, pray for me. Holy Angel, my patron, pray for me. Holy Angel, my director, pray for me. Holy Angel, my ruler, pray for me. Holy Angel, my protector, pray for me. Holy Angel, my comforter, pray for me. Holy Angel, my brother, pray for me. Holy Angel, my teacher, pray for me. Holy Angel, my shepherd, pray for me. Holy Angel, my witness, pray for me. Holy Angel, my helper, pray for me. Holy Angel, my watcher, pray for me. Holy Angel, my conductor, pray for me. Holy Angel, my preserver, pray for me. Holy Angel, my instructor, pray for me. Holy Angel, my enlightener, pray for me. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Spare us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Graciously hear us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Have mercy on us. Christ, hear us. Christ, graciously hear us. Lord, have mercy on us. Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy on us. V. Pray for us, O holy Guardian Angel, R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. Let Us Pray Almighty and everlasting God, Who in the counsel of Thine ineffable goodness hast appointed to all the faithful, from their mother's womb, a special Angel Guardian of their body and soul, grant that I may so love and honor him whom Thou hast so mercifully given me, that protected by the bounty of Thy grace and by his assistance, I may merit to behold, with him and all the angelic hosts, the glory of Thy countenance in the heavenly kingdom. Thou, Who livest and reignest world without end. R. Amen. GUARDIAN ANGEL LITANY
3 of 3 Lord, have mercy on us.
Christ, have mercy on us. Lord, have mercy on us. Christ, hear us. Christ, graciously hear us. God the Father of Heaven, Have mercy on us. God the Son, Redeemer of the world, Have mercy on us. God the Holy Spirit, Have mercy on us. Holy Trinity, One God, Have mercy on us. Holy Mary, Queen of Heaven, pray for me. Holy Angel, my guardian, pray for me. Holy Angel, my protector in all dangers, pray for me. Holy Angel, my defense in all afflictions, pray for me. Holy Angel, most faithful lover, pray for me. Holy Angel, my commander, pray for me. Holy Angel, my guide, pray for me. Holy Angel, witness of all my actions, pray for me. Holy Angel, helper in all my difficulties, pray for me. Holy Angel, my negotiator with God, pray for me. Holy Angel, my advocate, pray for me. Holy Angel, lover of chastity, pray for me. Holy Angel, lover of innocence, pray for me. Holy Angel, most obedient to God, pray for me. Holy Angel, director of my soul, pray for me. Holy Angel, model of purity, pray for me. Holy Angel, model of docility, pray for me. Holy Angel, my counsellor in doubt, pray for me. Holy Angel, my guardian through life, pray for me. Holy Angel, my shield at the hour of death, pray for me. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Spare us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Hear us, O Lord. Lamb of God, Who takest away the sins of the world, Have mercy on us. V. Pray for us, O holy Guardian Angel, R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. Let Us Pray Almighty and everlasting God, Who, in the counsel of Thine ineffable goodness, hast appointed to all the faithful, from their mother's womb, a special Angel Guardian of their body and soul, grant that I may so love and honor him, whom Thou hast so mercifully given me, that, protected by the bounty of Thy grace and by his assistance, I may merit to behold, with him and all the angelic hosts, the glory of Thy countenance in the heavenly country. Thou, Who livest and reignest, world without end. R. Amen. |
ST. MICHAEL THE ARCHANGEL
BECOMES A GUARDIAN ANGEL FOR A DAY What follows is a copy of a letter that was written by a young Marine to his mother while he was hospitalized after being wounded on a Korean battlefield in 1950. It came into the hands of a Navy Chaplain, who read the letter before 5,060 Marines at a San Diego Naval Base in 1951.
The Navy chaplain had talked to the boy, to the boy’s mother and to the Sergeant in charge of the patrol. This navy chaplain, Father Walter Muldy, would always assure anyone who asked that this is a true story. This letter had been read once a year in the 1960s over a Midwestern radio station at Christmas time. Since October is the month of the Holy Angels, we thought our readers would find it of interest. We present the letter and let it stand on its own merits. Dear Mom, I wouldn’t dare write this letter to anyone but you because no one else would believe it. Maybe even you will find it hard but I have got to tell somebody. First off, I am in a hospital. Now, don’t worry, you hear me don’t worry. I was wounded but I am okay you understand. Okay. The doctor says that I will be up and around in a month. But that is not what I want to tell you. Remember when I joined the Marines last year; remember when I left, how you told me to say a prayer to St. Michael everyday. You really didn’t have to tell me that. Ever since I can remember you always told me to pray to St. Michael the Archangel. You even named me after him. Well I always have. When I got to Korea, I prayed even harder. Remember the prayer that you taught me? “Michael, Michael of the morning, fresh corps of Heaven adorning,..” you know the rest of it. Well I said it everyday. Sometimes when I was marching or sometimes resting. But always before I went to sleep. I even got some of the other fellas to say it. Well, one day I was with an advance detail way up over the front lines. We were scouting for the Commies. I was plodding along in the bitter cold, my breath was like cigar smoke. I thought I knew every guy in the patrol, when another Marine I never met before, comes beside me. He was bigger than any other Marine I’d ever seen. He must have been 6’ 4” and built in proportion. It gave me a feeling of security to have such a body near. Anyway, there we were trudging along. The rest of the patrol spread out. Just to start a conversation I said, “Cold ain’t it?” And then I laughed. Here I was with a good chance of getting killed any minute and I am talking about the weather. My companion seemed to understand. I heard him laugh softly. I looked at him, “I have never seen you before; I thought I knew every man in the outfit.” “I just joined at the last minute”, he replied. “The name is Michael.” “Is that so!” I said surprised. “That is my name too!” “I know,” he said and then went on, “Michael, Michael of the morning...” I was too amazed to say anything for a minute. How did he know my name, and a prayer that you had taught me? Then I smiled to myself, every guy in the outfit knew about me. Hadn’t I taught the prayer to anybody who would listen? Why now and then, they even referred to me as St. Michael! Neither of us spoke for a time and then he broke the silence. “We are going to have some trouble up ahead!” He must have been in fine physical shape, or he was breathing so lightly that I couldn’t see his breath. Mine poured out in great clouds. There was no smile on his face now. Trouble ahead, I thought to myself, well with the Commies all around us, that is no great revelation. Snow began to fall in great thick globs. In a brief moment the whole countryside was blotted out. And I was marching in a white fog of wet sticky particles. My companion disappeared. “Michael!” I shouted in sudden alarm. I felt his hand on my arm, his voice was rich and strong, “This will stop shortly.” His prophecy proved to be correct. In a few minutes the snow stopped as abruptly as it had begun. The sun was a hard shining disc. I looked back for the rest of the patrol, there was no one in sight. We lost them in that heavy fall of snow. I looked ahead as we came over a little rise. Mom, my heart stopped. There were seven of them. Seven Commies in their padded pants and jackets and their funny hats. Only there wasn’t anything funny about them now. Seven rifles were aimed at us. “Down Michael!” I screamed and hit the frozen earth. I heard those rifles fire almost as one. I heard the bullets. There was Michael still standing. Mom, those guys couldn’t have missed, not at that range. I expected to see him literally blown to bits. But there he stood, making no effort to fire himself. He was paralyzed with fear. It happens sometimes, Mom, even to the bravest. He was like a bird fascinated by a snake. At least, that was what I thought then. I jumped up to pull him down and that was when I got mine. I felt a sudden flame in my chest. I often wondered what it felt like to be hit, now I know. I remember feeling strong arms about me, arms that laid me ever so gently on a pillow of snow. I opened my eyes, for one last look. I was dying. Maybe I was even dead, I remember thinking "Well, this is not so bad!" Maybe I was looking into the sun. Maybe I was in shock. But it seemed I saw Michael standing erect again only this time his face was shining with a terrible splendor. As I say, maybe it was the sun in my eyes, but he seemed to change as I watched him. He grew bigger, his arms stretched out wide, maybe it was the snow falling again, but there was a brightness around him like the wings of an angel. In his hand was a sword. A sword that flashed with a million lights. Well, that is the last thing I remember until the rest of the fellas came up and found me. I do not now how much time had passed. Now and then I had but a moment’s rest from the pain and fever. I remember telling them of the enemy just ahead. “Where is Michael?” I asked. I saw them look at one another. “Where’s who?” asked one. “Michael--that big Marine I was walking with, just before the snow squall hit us.” “Kid,” said the sergeant, “You weren’t walking with anyone. I had my eyes on you the whole time. You were getting too far out. I was just going to call you in, when you disappeared in the snow.” He looked at me, curiously. “How did you do it kid?” “How’d I do what?” I asked half angry despite my wound. “This marine named Michael and I were just...” “Son,” said the sergeant kindly, “I picked this outfit myself and there just ain’t another Michael in it. You are the only Mike in it.” He paused for a minute, “Just how did you do it kid? We heard shots. There hasn’t been a shot fired from your rifle. And there isn’t a bit of lead in them seven bodies over the hill there!” I didn’t say anything, what could I say. I could only look open-mouthed with amazement. It was then the sergeant spoke again, “Kid,” he said gently, “every one of those seven Commies was killed by a sword stroke.” That is all I can tell you Mom. As I say, it may have been the sun in my eyes, it may have been the cold or the pain. But that is what happened. Love, Michael THE GUARDIAN ANGELS
by Abbot Vonier It is a favorite theme with St. Thomas Aquinas to represent the whole physical world as being entrusted by God to the keeping of the angels. The stars in their courses are watched by the mighty spirits; nations are committed to the care of a heavenly prince, and there is no part of the universe which does not feel the breath of those whose mind beholds the countenance of God.
An all-pervading principle governs the theology of the spirit ministry—namely, an inferior thing in creation is invariably under the tutelage of a higher thing. To this great law there is no exception. The universe is held together with the golden threads of spirit power as well as with the coarser sinews of natural energy. As a principle in its vast and indeterminate form this doctrine is very beautiful, and we should not go beyond this generic outline of a great truth; we cannot fill it up with specific facts and details, for the very reason that spirit power, however and wherever exerted, could not be observable in the physical order, precisely because it transcends the physical order. One objection against this comprehensive theory of theology ought not to be made, that under such an hypothesis physical laws would become superfluous, as spirit activity and will would be the ruling elements of the universe. The theological theory of the universe leaves the physical theory completely untouched. It supposes, however, that there is in the physical universe a tendency to decay and a danger of disorder, however remote, however transcending observable phenomena, which is constantly being corrected by influences of a higher order. Nor ought we to consider those created activities of the spirits superfluous on account of God's omnipresent vigilance over his universe. God multiplies created power, not because he could not bring about the result himself, but because it is a more beautiful universe which has a hierarchy of potentialities. The last form, the ultimate application of that great principle is embodied in the sweet and popular doctrine of the guardian angels. Every human being is under the tutelage of a heavenly spirit, and this in virtue of a natural law. It is not at baptism, it is at birth that every child of Adam is handed over to the keeping of an angel. Great as is the Christian faith in the privileged state of those that are baptized in Christ, it never made the guardianship of the angel an exclusive privilege of the regenerate, but the unbaptized infant shares this divine provision with the baptized. Spirit guardianship of the human race belongs to nature itself. It is true that in the Gospels the angels of the children spoken of are the angels of children who have faith in Christ: “Their angels behold the face of My Father Who is in Heaven” (Matthew 18:10), but Christian tradition has always been emphatic in admitting the universal guardianship of all men, because all men are, at least potentially, the children of God. The question will be asked at once whether each human being has a separate angel, individually distinct from every other angel. To such a query it would be quite impossible to give an answer, unless we had some authoritative teaching. The work itself of guarding man could not be such as to necessitate the presence of a separate spirit for every separate human being. One angel has power enough to watch over millions with undivided carefulness; but the burden of opinion is in favor of individual angelic guardianship, not of collective protection. But for this we could give no other reason than that the will of God so ordered it. The protection of spirits must be conceived on entirely spiritual lines. No good purpose is served by false sentiment in a matter so holy. We could not say, with any vestige of truth, that the angel leaves his beautiful Heaven for this dreary Earth, to take charge of weaklings such as we are; for there is no reap departure from the glories of angelic life when a spirit assumes the tutelage of a lower being; more truly the lower being enters into the sphere of activity of one special spirit, just as a planet is kept within the orbit of one special sun. As I have said already, the angelic guardianship of man by angels is only the last instance of the mighty tutelage of the spirit world over the material world, with this difference, however, that free will comes into play where man is concerned. Here again we must not ask for precise facts, but must be satisfied with the general principle. We must start with, the assumption that the human race has fared as it has fared up to now precisely because it has been under the tutelage of spirits—a tutelage which is constant, all-pervading, the most permanent element in the preservation of the human race. We might say, to make this point quite clear, that if the human race had not possessed the spirit tutelage its history would have been very different from what it has been; it would have been infinitely more dismal, though we cannot indicate the facts and events directly attributable, to the spirits that watch over man. And what is said of the race is true of every individual human being; we must simply say that this life is what it is because he has been given at his birth into the keeping of an angel. Very few occasions in a man's mortal career can be traced to the immediate activity of his watching spirit; in fact, unless we are given a special revelation on the subject, not one event in life can be said with certainty to be the direct arrangement of the guardian angel. But we have much more: we have the assurance from our faith that we are being guarded; we have never known any other kind of existence; we might almost say we do not know what it is to be without an angel, just as we do not know what it is to be without the laws of gravity. There is this a priori certainty that if individual men are thus entrusted by the Creator to a mighty spirit their whole life is profoundly modified, whether they know it or not. It would be a mistake to think that the guardianship of the heavenly spirits is given to man only as the result of prayer; it is given absolutely, as a final, unalterable dispensation of God's providence. This spiritual tutelage is meant above all things to keep the human race and human individuals in perfection of nature, and we may say without any exaggeration that the human race would have succumbed long ago to enemies, to deleterious influences, but for the ever-correcting, ever-defending intervention of those benign powers. Prayer to the angels is, of course, an act of piety much to be commended and most fruitful, for it is in our power to make use of that great tutelage to an extent which varies greatly according to each man's good will; just as prayer to God, in another sphere, makes the divine Majesty more and more propitious, though it could not be said that God would have no thought of man unless man prayed. There is a providence on the part of God which is absolute and independent of man's good will. In the same sense there is a spiritual tutelage of the human race and of every individual being which transcends the vacillation of man's ethical state; the race is kept from destruction and internal dissolution for God's own purposes, we might almost say, in spite of itself. The sins of men are no signs that men are not guarded by good spirits, for, as St. Thomas says so well (Summa, Ia, q. 113, art. 1, ad 3), we can act against the good instigations of the spirit that is outside us as we can act against the good instincts that are within us. The good instincts remain as a great reality in spite or our prevarication; so likewise the angelic inspiration remains in spite of our voluntary deafness to it. Nor could it be said that the spirits work in vain, even with those who are lost. Not only are we to suppose, again with St. Thomas (Summa, Ia, q. 113, art 4, ad 3), that the most perverted of men are kept from greater evils by their heavenly guardians, but the evil committed by one man is kept in check by those spirits of sanctity, lest it work havoc in other men. This angelic guardianship is something natural, something normal, as normal as the great powers of the physical cosmos. The spirits have not received a mission to interfere with man's free action; they have received a mission to save man from the results of his own evil deeds as far as is compatible with the higher dictates of God's justice. When an angel shows his protecting power manifestly, as when he delivered Peter from the prison, you have a miraculous intervention which ought not to be taken as the criterion of the ordinary working of spirit tutelage. There can be miracles of angelic intervention, as there can be miracles of divine intervention; but they are exceptions; God and his angels work unceasingly for man's welfare. Illumination of man's mind is the most direct and most constant effect of the angelic tutelage; according to St. Thomas (Summa, Ia, q. 113, art. 5, ad 2), it is not too much to say that the human race is kept in mental equilibrium through the unceasing watchfulness of the good spirits. There is, in spite of individual aberrations, a sanity of thought in mankind which makes all men to agree on some universal principles; would it not be a beautiful thing to consider such unanimity as the result of the supervision of the spirits? Certainly Catholic theology would not be loath to encourage such a view. Then there is that extremely important office of the protecting angels to ward off the darkening influence of evil spirits. So far we have been assuming that spirits are good, but Christian revelation does not allow such optimism to be complete; there are bad spirits just as there are good spirits as we shall see in one of the following chapters. An immense amount of angelic work for man's benefit must be of the defensive kind; man could never know, unless it were revealed him, from what evils he has been saved. The spirits fight for us to a great extent without our knowledge, their mission is essentially one of guardianship of a lower being, and it is carried out quite independently of that lower being's participation or recognition. It is truly a trust, and the spirit is responsible for the full discharge of that trust to the heavenly Father by whom it was committed to him. So far we have considered angelic guardianship in the life of nature, as one only of the great forces that keep the universe together; but it is evident that we cannot separate man's higher and supernatural destiny from his natural life; we are called to the Kingdom of Heaven, the angels see in us their fellow-participants in the graces of the Holy Ghost, and they have the additional mission of leading us to Heaven. In connection with this supernatural purpose of the spirit tutelage St Thomas makes a few wise remarks which, in a way, justify the common Catholic opinion that each man is under the protection of a separate spirit, that there is no disproportion between the ward and the guardian. Man's destiny being eternal happiness, it is not too much that it should be watched over by one whose nature is unchangeably great. Again, the secrets of grace are the greatest secrets, they are God's personal province, they are the dealings of the adorable Trinity, not en masse, but with individual rational creatures; only God knows the graces that make up the predestination of the elect. It is not astonishing, therefore, St Thomas would say, that individual angels are chosen to watch over human souls which are treated with such preference by God himself. God has messages to communicate to an angel about a definite human being, which are truly the secrets of the divine counsel: "Are they not all ministering spirits sent to minister for them who shall receive the inheritance of salvation?" (Summa, Ia, q. 113, art. 5, ad 1). St Thomas has a good commentary on these words: "If we think of the last result of the spirit tutelage, which is the receiving of the inheritance, the angelic ministry is effective only in the case of those who receive the inheritance. Nevertheless, it is to be maintained that the ministry of the angels is not denied to other men, although in their case the ministry falls short of its final result, the leading on to salvation. Yet in their case also the ministry of the angels is not without its efficacies as they are kept from many evils." TO MY ANGEL GUARDIAN
A Poem by St Thérèse of Lisieux to her Holy Guardian Angel February, 1897 (seven months before her death) From a translation by S. L. Emery, 1907
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