A true spirit of poverty

Father.

I abandon myself into your hands;
do with me what you will.

Whatever you may do. I thank you:

I am ready for all, I accept all.

Let only your will be done in me,

and in all your creatures-

I wish no more than this. 0 Lord.

Into your hands I commend my soul;
I offer it to you with all the love of my heart,

for I love you Lord,

and so need to give myself,

to surrender myself into your hands. without reserve.

and with boundless confidence,

For you are my Father.

Bl. Charles de Foucauld