Our Lady of Guadalupe Novena - Day Eight

Eighth Day

     After Juan Deigo had cut the flowers that had bloomed suddenly on the barren hill of Tepeyac, he brought them to you at the foot of the mount, where you were waiting. With your own hands you arranged them in his tilma, tying it around his neck, telling him to take them to Bishop Zumarraga, and that this sign would induce him to start building your temple.  The last words which he heard from your adorable lips were: "You are my ambassador worthy of confidence; go in peace."

     The sacred picture, on the coarse cloth of the tilma, could not have been painted by human hands.  It convinced the Bishop, as it ought to convince every person who looks at it, that Juan Diego's message was truly yours.

     Humbly I beg you, my Queen and Mother: Let me be your ambassador like Juan Deigo, to give the doctrine contained in your Image to all my friends; to convince them also, whether they be believers or unbelievers.

say four Hail Mary's and the Memorare to Our Lady of Guadalupe:

Memorare to Our Lady of Guadalupe

     Remember, O most gracious Virgin of Guadalupe, that in your heavenly apparitions on the mount of Tepeyac, you promised to show your compassion and pity towards all who, loving and trusting you, seek your help and call upon you in their necessities and afflictions.  You promised to hear our supplications, to dry our tears, and to give us consolation and relief.  Never has it been known that anyone who fled to your protection, implored your help, or sought your intercession, either for the common welfare, or in personal anxieties, was left unaided.

     Inspired by this confidence, we run to you, O Mary, ever-Virgin Mother of the true God!  Though grieving under the weight of our sins, we come to prostrate ourselves before your presence, certain that you will fulfill your merciful promises.  We fully trust that, standing beneath your shadow and protection, nothing will trouble or afflict us, nor do we need to fear illness, or misfortune, or any other sorrow.

     You wanted to remain with us through your admirable Image, you who are our Mother, our health, and our life.  Placing ourselves beneath your maternal gaze, and having recourse to you in all our necessities, we need do nothing more.

     Our Holy Mother of God, despise not our petitions, but in your mercy hear and answer us.  Amen.