LORD, I pray Thee, that the burning and
delicious ardour of Thy love may detach my
soul from all things which are under heaven, so
that I may die for love of Thy love, O Thou who
for love of my love hast deigned to die.
At the beginning of his illness St Francis was obliged to relax the severity of his mortifications, but he still said: "Let us begin, brothers, to serve the Lord God, for up to now we have done nothing good at all or scarcely anything." — I Cel. p. 108, Édouard d'Alençon edition.