The Treasures of Your Son

O Jesus, I immerse myself in Your Most Holy Divine Will.

Like Queen Esther before the king,
I come before the Father’s throne,
To plead for mercy upon the world,
With all Your treasures as my own.

I cover my face with the tears You cried,
Not earthly beauty or royal gold.
I clothe myself in Your Precious Blood,
A treasure greater than riches untold.

I adorn myself with Your sacred wounds,
More precious than jewels a queen could wear.
I gather all Your holy merits,
And bring the world into my prayer.

Clothed in the Blood and tears of Jesus,
Adorned with His wounds like precious gold,
I stand in the breach like Queen Esther,
Before the Father’s heavenly throne.

I plead for mercy upon all people,
With every treasure of Your Son.
O Father, look upon His merits,
And let Your Kingdom come!

I love You in the womb of Mary,
In Your stillness and confinement there.
I praise You in Your infant cries,
Your helplessness and tender care.

I bless You in Your hours of sleep,
In every breath and heartbeat small.
I honor You in Your hidden years,
And offer to the Father all.

I take Your footsteps, every word,
The loving gaze of Your holy eyes.
Your hands at work beside Saint Joseph,
Your humble labor and sacrifice.

I gather every act of obedience,
Each silent prayer and loving sigh.
I seal them all with my affection,
And lift these treasures up on high.

Clothed in the Blood and tears of Jesus,
Adorned with His wounds like precious gold,
I stand in the breach like Queen Esther,
Before the Father’s heavenly throne.

I plead for mercy upon all people,
With every treasure of Your Son.
O Father, look upon His merits,
And let Your Kingdom come!

I love You in the purity of Jesus’ eyes,
In every holy sight His eyes beheld.
I praise You in His listening ears,
And every word of love He heard.

I bless You in His gentle touch,
His sacred taste and sense of smell.
I gather every holy act He made,
To repair where mankind sins.

O Father, do not look upon
The sins and failures of mankind.
But see the merits of Your Son,
His perfect Love for all humankind.

Behold the treasures that I bring,
His every act from birth to death.
I offer You His entire life,
His every heartbeat, step, and breath.

I stand before the King of Kings,
With confidence and perfect trust.
For You are not my King alone,
But my dear Father, good and just.

I come before You as Your child,
With all the treasures of Your Son.
I know You hear my humble pleas,
And trust Your holy Will be done.

Like Esther, I plead for all Your children,
And lay these treasures at Your feet.
O Father, pour Your mercy on them,
And draw each soul into Your peace.

And from Your throne, the golden scepter
Extends in mercy toward the earth.
The King of Kings, my loving Father,
Receives the prayers of His own child.

May Your Kingdom come,
May Your Will be done,
On earth as it is in Heaven.