MORNING OFFERING

(alternate version of the Morning Offering)
The things I suffer and I bear,
The things I say and what I dare,
Whate’er I think, whate’er I love,
The merits coming from above,
What I take on, am fighting for,
What brings me joy, inflicts a sore,
My very life and all I have
I give to you as a gift of love—
To swell the stream of heavenly grace
That’s flowing from your holy place,
To fill with Schoenstatt zeal all those
Who at your feet their hearts repose,
To gently lead all to the the Shrine
Who will be yours by choice benign;
That our every word and every deed
May please the Triune and succeed.