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The 3 O'clock Habit

The Chaplet of Divine Mercy

The 3 O'clock Habit

Eternal Father,  we value Your Presence more than our sleep 
Your infinite Mercy offers defense to all souls that weep 
We've learned to embrace the 
' written fate ' 
We trust Your love - so steadfast and great. 

We adore and implore You Lord 
We have put our Hope in Your Word 
For everything You say is true
We feel blessed whenever we think of You. 

You were nailed to the cross and bled 
Wreath of thorns was put on Your Head 
Died to atone for our sins 
Life is ephemeral; no one wins. 

On the third day You rose from the grave 
So that we could be saved
Delivered us from penalty by Your infinite Mercy 
Cleansed our souls though we're not worthy. 

Oh Jesus, please hear our prayers 
With Your Mercy,  we shall not despair 
We are counting on You today 
Our hearts yearn and say:

' Give us strength to battle this fight 
We lift up our Prayers to Your Divine light 
Have Mercy on us and on the whole world
Let Your salvation unfurled. 

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