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Prayer for Conversion of Relative or Friend | Given by Jesus himself
The following prayer revealed to St. Faustina by Jesus Christ himself. She experienced many mystical visions of Jesus and in one of them, he suggests the following. Today Jesus said to me, “I desire that you know more profoundly the love that burns in My Heart for souls, and you will understand this when you meditate upon My Passion. Call upon My mercy on behalf of sinners; I desire their salvation. When you say this prayer, with a contrite heart and with faith on behalf of some sinner, I will give him the grace of conversion. This is the prayer: O Blood and Water, which gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a fount of Mercy for us, I trust in You.“ It is a simple prayer, one that invokes the mercy of God upon a particular soul. It should be noted, the prayer does not guarantee a conversion to anyone who recites the prayer robotically. Just like any prayer, its efficacy is based on a “contrite heart.” In other words, a heart that has faith the “size of a mustard seed,” who truly believes that God can work miracles in a person’s soul. Above all, we should remember that it is God who ultimately moves hearts and despite our greatest intentions, we can’t convert anyone. That is God’s territory.
Prayer to Our Lady of Turumba for Miracles and Blessings
Oh Blessed Virgin Mary, Our Lady of Turumba, I come to you with an afflicted heart, seeking your intercession and guidance. As the Lady of Sorrows, you understand the pain and suffering that I am going through. Please pray for me to your Divine Son and the Holy Spirit, that I may receive the miracles and blessings that I need. I trust in your maternal love and compassion, knowing that you will never abandon me. Our Lady of Turumba, known for your one drop of tears that turned into a miraculous well, please pour out your grace upon me. Amen.
Have Mercy on the Suffering Souls| from the Manual of the Purgatorian Society
Have Mercy on the Suffering Souls from the Manual of the Purgatorian Society Hear ye not the spirits’ moaning From the depths of cleansing fire? Know ye not the burning anguish Of these souls — their hearts’ desire? Hear them cry in bitter sorrow, Sighing, weeping in their pains, While they call on us who love them, “Break our heavy prison chains!” Though their lives on earth were holy, And their virtue manifest, Yet some stains of imperfection Still prevent their perfect rest. And they weep in mournful numbers, Pleading for our fervent pray’r, OH, take pity on their sorrow, Let their solace be your care. Place your pray’r, your pious off’ring For these suffering souls, so poor, In the hands of our dear Mother, Of sweet Mary Virgin pure. With a mother’s love and mercy She will lead them to her son; And their pain shall turn to glory There, before the Heav’nly throne.