Profoundly I adore Thee, Jesus, hid beneath the mystic emblems; I acknowledge Thee very God and very man. Accept this act of adoration, by which I fain would make Thee reparation for the cold hearts of so many of Thy people; who pass before Thy holy temples, nay, before Thy very tabernacle, where, hour after hour, Thou dost deign to dwell with loving impatience to give Thyself to be Thy people's food, who yet do not even bend the knee before Thee, their God; but, like the Israelites in the wilderness, seem, by their indifference, to loathe this bread of heaven. I offer Thee, then, Thine own most precious Blood, which Thou didst shed from the wound in Thy left foot, in reparation for this hateful coldness; and entering in spirit within this same wound, I cry aloud in never-ending praise;
O Sacrament most holy! O Sacrament divine! All praise and all thanksgiving be every moment thine.
Our Father. Hail Mary. Glory be to the Father.
(from) The ST. Francis Manual, Rev. Clementine Deymann, O.F.M.