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It was in the
cool of the evening, yet Jesus was sweating, so fervent was His prayer. So great was His anguish that His sweat became as drops of blood falling to the ground.
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Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee;
Blessed are thou among
women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus in
His agony.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
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