We are praying 2 novenas for my healing. I am often quite sleep deprived and whatever sleep I do get is not always sufficient. I have many months of pregnancy left. I have my 7 precious children that need me. Please pray with us. My heartfelt prayers go out to all who pray for us and even think of praying for us. May God bless you abundantly!
NOVENA TO THE PRECIOUS BLOOD
By the Voice of your Blood, O Jesus, I would press you, solicit you, importune you. Though you seem to reject my supplications I will not leave your bleeding feet until you hear me. Too many graces, too many mercies flow from your Blood for me not to hope in its efficacy.
Then O Jesus, by the Precious Blood seven times shed for the welfare of all, by each drop of that sacred price of our redemption, by the tears of your immaculate mother, I implore you, hear my earnest prayer.
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O Jesus, during all the days of your mortal life you consoled so many sufferers, healed so many infirmities, raised so often a sinking courage, you will not fail to have pity on one who cries to you from the depths of anguish. Oh! No, it is impossible. Another profound sign from my heart, and from the wound in your own there will flow to me upon a wave of your merciful Blood the grace so ardently desired. O Jesus, Jesus, hasten the moment when you will change my tears into joy, my sighs into thanksgiving.
Holy Mary, source of the divine Blood, I implore you not to lose this occasion of glorifying the Blood which made you immaculate. Amen.
FOR SICK PEOPLE
Saint Anne, here I am again. You may be tired of listening to my prayer so often repeated. But, you are the Saint in whom I have so much trust! You are a grandmother extruding your love! You were given us by Jesus to console us as we groan in pain. St Anne, have pity on me, relieve me of my misery, bring me some consolation. May I get well again. Oh! please, take pity on me, your child.
I would never have believed sickness could affect me so mercilessly. I would never have imagined I would suffer so much and for so long. I always relied on good health to do so many useful things. And now I feel miserable in my sickness and I am disheartened. You remain, beloved Saint Anne, my one hope. I know how close you are to Jesus, your Grandson.
Will I ever have recourse to you without being helped?
In spite of my sufferings which exhaust me day and night, I want to intercede on behalf of all sick people. My prayer must be charitable. There are so many people who moan on their hospital bed, or locked up in their home as in a prison. Who will listen to them as they whimper, who will take a lenient view of their infirmities and wounds, who will smile to them, who will pacify them, if not you, dearest Saint Anne? Give a helping hand, come to their rescue.
Saint Anne, to make my illness profitable, I present my discomfort to Jesus suffering on the cross. I unite my distress to the distress of Mary your daughter, standing at the foot of the cross. I offer my torment and my affliction to my Lord as I look at you, Saint Anne, my heavenly grandmother. Promptly come to my assistance and give new life to all suffering people.
Heal me if this is God’s will, give me peace and lasting joy.