My mother sent this to me. Wow. This is going to take some real thinking about.
O Jesus, meek and humble of heart, hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being honored, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being praised, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the desire of being approved, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being despised, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being ridiculed, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged, deliver me, O Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected, deliver me, O Jesus.
That others may be loved more than I - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be esteemed more than I - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be praised and I unnoticed - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be preferred to me in everything - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should - Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
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