April 22nd
Book Four, Chapter 16
That we Ought to Lay Open Our Necessities to Christ, and Crave His Grace

To You do I come for remedy, to You do I pray for consolation and relief; I speak to Him who knows all things, to Whom my whole interior is manifest, and Who alone can perfectly console and assist me....

Behold, I stand before You poor and naked, begging grace and imploring mercy.  Feed Your hungry beggar, inflame my coldness with the fire of Your love, enlighten my blindness with the brightness of Your Presence.

Raise up my heart to You into heaven, and suffer me not to wander upon earth....Oh, that with Your Presence You would totally inflame, consume, and transform me into Yourself, that I may be made one spirit with You by the grace of internal union, and by the melting of ardent love!