A prayer to

Our Mother of Sorrows (Seven Dolors),

the patroness of Slovakia.

 

O God, come to my assistance.

O Lord, make haste to help me.

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the affliction of your tender heart at the prophecy of the holy man Simeon. Dear Mother, by your heart then so afflicted, obtain for me the virtue of humility and the gift of holy fear of God. (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the anxiety which your sensitive heart underwent in the flight and sojourn in Egypt. Dear Mother, by your heart then made so anxious, obtain for me the virtue of generosity, especially toward the poor, and the gift of compassion.  (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the trouble of your anxious heart, when you lost your dear son Jesus. Dear Mother, by your heart then so troubled, obtain for me the virtue of holy chastity and the gift of knowledge. (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the shock your maternal heart underwent when Jesus met you carrying His cross. Dear Mother, by your loving heart then so overwhelmed, obtain for me the virtue of patience and the gift of fortitude. (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the martyrdom your generous heart bore so nobly while you stood by Jesus in His agony. Dear Mother, by your heart then so martyred, obtain for me the virtue of temperance and the gift of counsel. (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the wound of your tender heart when the sacred side of Jesus was pierced with a lance. Dear Mother, by your heart then so transfixed, obtain for me the virtue of love and the gift of understanding. (Hail Mary)

I share your sorrow, O Mary, in the pang felt by your loving heart when the body of Jesus was buried in the grave. Dear Mother by all the bitterness of desolation you then experienced, obtain for me the virtue of diligence and the gift of wisdom. (Hail Mary)

Pray for us, Mother most sorrowful, that we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.

Let us pray: O Lord Jesus Christ, God and Man, grant, we beseech You, that your dear Mother Mary, whose soul the sword pierced in the hour of Your Passion, may intercede for us, now, and at the hour of our death, through Your own merits, O Savior of the world, who with the Father and the Holy Spirit lives and reigns, God, world without end. Amen.