human
Thou hast preserved it; grant that it may serve Thee. Farther on you read the line:
gpt
May Her protection extend to the glass trade. And then, by the frankness of certain expressions of thanks, you realised of what a strange character the appeals had been.
human
To Mary the Immaculate, ran one inscription,
gpt
However, the memory of these instances faded away amidst the chorus of soaring, fervent cries. There was the cry of the lovers:
human
Paul and Anna entreat Our Lady of Lourdes to bless their union. There was the cry of the mothers in various forms:
gpt
Gratitude to Mary, who has thrice healed my child. --
human
Gratitude to Mary for the birth of Antoinette, whom I dedicate, like myself and all my kin, to Her. --
gpt
P. D., three years old, has been preserved to the love of his parents. And then came the cry of the wives, the cry, too, of the sick restored to health, and of the souls restored to happiness:
human
Protect my husband; grant that my husband may enjoy good health. --
gpt
I was crippled in both legs, and now I am healed. --
human
We came, and now we hope. --
gpt
I prayed, I wept, and She heard me. And there were yet other cries, cries whose veiled glow conjured up thoughts of long romances:
human
Thou didst join us together; protect us, we pray Thee. --
gpt
To Mary, for the greatest of all blessings.