THE GARDEN OF PRAYER 

The waters pour forth with joy from the Fountain of Salvation.

Pannier, Paris Pl. 961

Let my prayer arise to You my God, like an ardent flame.
L. Turgis Jne. 117

Let your prayer arise to Jesus like incense.  
Dopter

Solitude is the nourishment of fervor.

The gift of piety is to love prayer more and more.

The Love of God inflames my heart.

There, recollected and alone, in the bosom of Jesus I lose myself.
Chez Ch. Letaille, Paris

Jesus, hear us.

Meditate, Meditate...
I will bring her into solitude and there speak to the heart. Hosea 2:14
HE LOVES ME AND IS BOOK FOR ME.
As you gaze on Me, you love Me...
As you look at Me, you imitate Me...
As you watch Me, you follow Me.
The more I see You, the more I love You.
Letaille, Paris