O Jesus, death calls to me, "Remember you are dust, and to dust you shall return." One day my life on earth will end; the limits on my years are set, though I know not the day or hour. Shall I be ready to go to meet you?

O Jesus, you place in my heart the sign of your saving Cross: "Turn from sin and hear the gospel." How can I turn from sin unless I turn to you? Turn to me from Your cross. Touch my heart with Your forgiveness and draw me to You that I may live.