Opera nuper in lucem prodeuntia

She saw a multitude of angels ministering with lights, two by two, to each individual person. The Lord, however, sat in the place of the abbess upon an ivory throne, from which a liquid river flowed with force, washing the faces of each one at the first miserere mei deus have mercy on me, O God. At the second miserere, each one approaching the Lord offered Him her prayers, which they were making at that hour for the Church. At the third, the Lord, holding a golden chalice, offered it to the souls whom the sisters were mentioning at that time in their prayer. And the Lord said, "I hold this chapter here every year."

Also on the Same.

ON the most sacrosanct night of the honey-flowing nativity of Christ Jesus, it seemed to her as if she were on a stony mountain, on which the Blessed Virgin was sitting near to birth. And when the time for giving birth was at hand, the most blessed Virgin was filled with ineffable joy and jubilation, and divine light shone around her, so that she rose quickly in astonishment, and falling down in infinite humility, she inclined herself to the ground in thanksgiving, not knowing how it was with her, until she had the boy in her lap, beautiful before the sons of men. Then, with ineffable joy and most fervent love, she received the infant and kissed him three times most sweetly, by which she was united to the most blessed Trinity as much as it was ever possible for a human to be united to God without personal union. By this mountain, the spiritual habit is figured, which seems hard