Blessed Miguel Augustin Pro: Prayers to the Virgin of Sorrows and the Heart of Jesus

Today, November 23, we celebrate the feast day of Blessed Miguel Augustin Pro (1891-1927), modern-day martyr of Mexico. Father Pro was executed by firing squad on November 23, 1927, for defending the faith and serving his community at a time when Catholicism was forbidden in Mexico. Devoted to the Lord until his final breath, Father Pro’s last words were “Viva Cristo Rey!” (Long live Christ the King!). Devoted to suffering and the Heart of Jesus, Father Pro penned these prayers.

Prayer to the Blessed Virgin of Sorrows

Let me live my life at your side, my Mother, and be the companion of your bitter
solitude and your profound pain. Let my soul feel your eyes’ sad weeping and the
abandonment of your heart.


On the road of my life I do not wish to savor the happiness of Bethlehem, adoring
the Child Jesus in your virginal arms. I do not wish to enjoy the amiable presence
of Jesus Christ in the humble little house of Nazareth. I do not care to accompany
you on your glorious Assumption to the angels’ choir.

For my life, I covet the jeers and mockery of Calvary; the slow agony of your Son,
the contempt, the ignominy, the infamy of His Cross. I wish to stand at your side,
most sorrowful Virgin, strengthening my spirit with your tears, consummating my
sacrifice with your martyrdom, sustaining my heart with your solitude, loving my
God and your God with the immolation of my being.

Prayer to the Heart of Jesus

Let me live my life at your side, my Mother, and be the companion of your bitter
solitude and your profound pain. Let my soul feel your eyes’ sad weeping and the
abandonment of your heart.


On the road of my life I do not wish to savor the happiness of Bethlehem, adoring
the Child Jesus in your virginal arms. I do not wish to enjoy the amiable presence
of Jesus Christ in the humble little house of Nazareth. I do not care to accompany
you on your glorious Assumption to the angels’ choir.

For my life, I covet the jeers and mockery of Calvary; the slow agony of your Son,
the contempt, the ignominy, the infamy of His Cross. I wish to stand at your side,
most sorrowful Virgin, strengthening my spirit with your tears, consummating my
sacrifice with your martyrdom, sustaining my heart with your solitude, loving my
God and your God with the immolation of my being.