"The Path of Happiness and the Flame of Hope" by Fr. Paulo Ricardo.

 You can reand or listen the original source (in Portuguese) here.

1 February 2026

Far from being a mere display of Jesus’ eloquence, the Beatitudes constitute a true itinerary that leads us to Heaven. This is because the complete happiness we constantly seek is found in nothing of this world, but solely in God.

 

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The Gospel of Our Lord Jesus Christ according to Saint Matthew (Mt 5:1–12a)

At that time, when Jesus saw the crowds, He went up the mountain and sat down. His disciples came to Him, and He began to teach them, saying:

“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied.

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God.

Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.

Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and utter every kind of evil against you falsely on My account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in Heaven.”

 

This Sunday, the Church proclaims the Gospel of Saint Matthew, chapter 5, verses 1 to 12. This passage is the Sermon on the Mount—the first of the five great discourses narrated by Saint Matthew—in which Our Lord proclaims the Beatitudes that we shall live fully in Heaven.

It is striking to observe that Jesus’ very first word here is “blessed,” that is, “happy.” It seems that Christ begins with the end, for He opens by speaking of the ultimate goal of our lives—happiness—and shows that He Himself is the path that leads to it. We all desire to be happy, yet we tragically do not know the way to happiness. This drama belongs to the human condition. Cows, monkeys, and small animals do not suffer from the anguish of seeking fulfillment in life; they do not become anxious, worried, or desperate. With us, however, the situation is different: we are anguished because there is always the possibility that our life might simply not turn out well.

Here, Jesus immediately touches the wound, showing us that we seek happiness where it cannot be found. Because He desires our happiness, Christ shows us the way. The hard truth is that we can indeed fail in this life, and this is precisely the evil Jesus wishes to heal. Happiness exists in Heaven, with God; yet we do not know how to reach it. Our Lord not only wants us to be happy, but also tells us what we must do in order to attain happiness. This is the very heart of the Gospel of the Beatitudes.

In short, we will not find perfect happiness in this world. Every form of happiness presented by Jesus is a reward of Heaven. And to reach it, we must do one thing: imitate Our Lord. With the help of grace, we must form our hearts according to the Heart of Jesus, for the Beatitudes are nothing other than a reflection of the very Person of Christ. As He Himself said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me” (Jn 14:6).

The Gospel presents us with eight Beatitudes, divided into two parts: in the first, Jesus tells us what we must do; in the second, He reveals the reward awaiting us in Heaven. It is important to emphasize that everything Jesus promises belongs to Heaven. Indeed, He begins by saying, “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.” He goes on to speak of comfort for those who mourn, inheritance for the meek, satisfaction for the hungry and thirsty, mercy, and finally divine filiation. All of this stands in stark contrast to this valley of tears in which we live—the fallen world.

In the Beatitudes, Jesus speaks to us of Heaven, where we shall be called “children of God.” Saint John writes: “Beloved, we are God’s children now; what we shall be has not yet been revealed” (1 Jn 3:2). This is the hope of Heaven. Finally, Jesus speaks of those who are persecuted for love of Him: “Blessed are you when people insult you and persecute you, and utter every kind of evil against you falsely on My account. Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in Heaven” (Mt 5:11–12). Everything points toward Paradise.

Christ wishes to free us from the foolish notions of happiness we cultivate in this world. He says, “Blessed are the poor in spirit.” Jesus Himself was the first and greatest of the poor in spirit, for He humbled Himself completely on the Cross, shattering by His example our attachments to worldly things. It is noteworthy that He says “blessed are the poor,” even though common sense often claims the opposite. Our country is economically unstable; we are constantly facing crises. As a result, it is common for us to chase after money and financial security. It almost seems as though happiness will only arrive once our name disappears from the list of debtors or when we finally purchase the latest smartphone. Yet one does not even need faith to recognize the illusion behind this attachment to money—a truth already acknowledged by ancient philosophers.

Once, I met an elderly man who had lived a dignified and honest life, working for decades to provide the best for his family. At the end of his life, however, he realized that all the money he had accumulated could not buy his health back. Material goods do not bring happiness. But must one really live to be eighty to discover a truth that could already be understood at twenty? It makes no sense to distress ourselves over things that will pass away. Christ invites us to imitate Him in poverty, for it is in this way that we shall be happy.

Does this mean, then, that we will experience no happiness at all in this life? Certainly not. The Beatitudes themselves make this clear. When we hear about true happiness in Heaven and what we must do to attain it, hope is born in our hearts—and hope itself is already the beginning of happiness. When someone who is gravely ill is told that there exists a medicine capable of saving his life, simply hearing this good news already brings joy. The illness remains, but the face is illuminated by hope. Such is the logic of the Beatitudes proclaimed by Jesus. We shall live them fully only in Heaven, but even now we possess the joy of hope, because we believe in the Word of God.

We must obey the Lord, following the path to happiness that He has shown us. To help us, we have the grace of God. We are like the disciples on the road to Emmaus, walking in the company of Jesus: “Were not our hearts burning within us while He spoke to us on the way?” (Lk 24:32). They had not yet seen the risen Christ, yet their hearts were already aflame. Such is the condition of Christians.

Let us look to the lives of the saints. They are rightly called “blessed,” for they are in Heaven, though they lived troubled lives on earth. Indeed, if we wish to understand suffering, we need only look at the saints. Yet even amid suffering, they nourished the flame of hope in their hearts, and this was already a source of great joy—even in this world. We are called to suffer not as the despairing, but with the flame of hope burning within our souls.

So far, we have seen our goal—Heaven. But how do we reach it? The path that leads to Paradise begins with poverty of spirit, that is, the wise resolve never to place our hope in earthly goods: “Blessed are the poor in spirit.”

Second: “Blessed are those who mourn.” Our society flees from any form of suffering or affliction and believes that happiness lies in sensual pleasure. For many, happiness is found in sex, food, comfort, and the like. This is a grave illusion. Jesus is clear: happiness does not lie in what appeals to disordered desire.

The third Beatitude of Our Lord is: “Blessed are the meek.” How many wars, conflicts, and disputes would be avoided if we simply followed this exhortation of the Lord.

According to Saint Thomas Aquinas, these Beatitudes are proper to beginners—those taking their first steps on the path of purification. Even at this early stage, we already begin to lose much of our attachment to the things of this world.

Therefore, let us take courage! Our Lord begins the Sermon on the Mount with the end, showing us that true happiness does exist. Hearts lifted high, then! How many priests and members of the Church live discouraged lives! How many people surrender to a worldly outlook because they no longer see a solution to the problems afflicting the Church! Sadly, in the face of worldly pressures, many prefer to capitulate, wishing the Church to adapt itself to the spirit of the age. Yet here Christ feeds us with hope. He shows us the path of grace, by which—if we break with worldly illusions—we shall receive our reward in Heaven.

Let us, then, have true hope. Yes, we live the drama of the human condition, but authentic happiness does exist. A light has shone upon a people who walked in darkness. Our true happiness is in Heaven. To reach it, let us ask for the grace to imitate Christ in the Beatitudes, thus breaking free from the illusions of this world. In this way, we may one day attain the eternal reward. Therefore, let us listen to Our Lord, who says: “Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in Heaven” (Mt 5:12a).

"With St. Joseph’s help, these clergy were saved from death at Dachau" by Ray Cavanaugh

 

02/11/21

The survivors returned each year to Joseph's shrine in gratitude and to pray for their lost comrades ... and for their tormentors.

Dachau.

 

Fr. Blessed Engelmar Hubert Unzeitig, the Angel of Dachau (1911-1945).

 

It was one of the most evil places our world has seen. At the site of an old munitions factory about 10 miles outside of Munich, the Dachau concentration camp began operation on March 10, 1933. It was the first of the infamous Nazi confinement facilities and would have the longest tenure, lasting until April 29, 1945, when U.S. forces liberated the surviving inmates.

Over the course of 12 years, the Dachau camp received more than 200,000 prisoners, about 3,000 of whom were Catholic clergy. Dachau was the most popular confinement setting for clergymen (most of them Roman Catholics, though there were smaller numbers of Protestants and Orthodox Catholics) who had voiced opposition to the Nazi regime.

In April 1945, as Allied forces were about to topple a crumbling Nazi empire, the priests and monks at Dachau were almost certain the Nazi guards were going to round them all up and kill them. On April 22, 1945, these clergymen, the majority of whom were ethnic Poles, consecrated themselves to St. Joseph (husband of Mary, father of Jesus) and vowed that, if they escaped death, they would make a yearly pilgrimage to the St. Joseph Shrine in Kalisz, a city of about 100,000 persons in central Poland.

There was good reason to fear a mass execution: In fact, Reichsführer-SS Heinrich Himmler, the second-most powerful Nazi, had ordered the extermination of all Dachau prisoners on the evening of April 29. However, just a few hours before the Nazis were to undertake a mass execution, the first unit of U.S. soldiers came to liberate the prisoners.

As ensuing U.S. forces arrived, they were accompanied by members of the media. Through words, pictures, and newsreel, these reporters were able to document the almost unreal depravity into which human beings can sink.

The total number of deaths at Dachau was far less than the number at the extermination camps in Nazi-occupied Poland. That said, many thousands of Dachau inhabitants perished, typically through disease and malnutrition. Another cause of death was medical research.

Dachau was a center of Nazi medical experiments, which meant the inmates served as human guinea pigs for procedures that were often as agonizing as they were lethal. Priests were frequent fodder for research conducted by Professor Claus Schilling, who purposely infected his human subjects with malaria in order to assess the effectiveness of various potential methods of treatment.

More ghastly yet was Schilling’s research on the effects of: submersion in near-freezing water, drastic changes in air pressure, consumption of massive amounts of seawater, and the deprivation of food and water altogether.

Even for those who avoided the experiments, Dachau was a torment. Hunger, typhoid, and hard labor were the routine. Other activities consisted of having to prostrate oneself in the mud, with Nazi guards making a point to stomp the heads of those who failed to muddy themselves sufficiently.

Under such conditions, both life and faith still managed to endure. The priests often held Mass surreptitiously. Resources were so deprived that hosts were broken into 20 or more pieces so that everyone present could receive the Eucharist. Also impressive was that the Dachau clergy managed to operate a secret divinity school.

The clergymen (a total of 856 survived, though some had suffered such mistreatment that they were unable to continue their pastoral duties) who emerged from Dachau were convinced that St. Joseph had interceded on their behalf. Fulfilling their promise, each April 29, to commemorate their day of liberation, they visited the St. Joseph Shrine in Kalisz (which was established around the year 1670, soon after a nearby villager credited his recovery from illness to the intercession of St. Joseph).

In 1970, the surviving priests built a Chapel of Martyrdom and Gratitude at Kalisz to commemorate their 1,800 brother clerics who died at the camp. A ceremony to mark the chapel’s completion was attended by then-Cardinal Karol Wojtyła, who later became Pope John Paul II.

As pontiff, His Holiness returned in 1997 to Kalisz, where he commended the remaining Dachau priests for having kept their debt of gratitude to St. Joseph. Aside from expressing gratitude, the priests continued to visit the shrine to pray for those who perished at Dachau. They also prayed for their former tormentors at the concentration camp, such as Prof. Schilling, who was executed by hanging for his atrocities.

As of 2018, the Church has beatified 56 Dachau clergy, and additional cases are under consideration.

 

The original source can be accessed here.

 

An appeal from Fr. Christopher Hartley wrote in 2017.

 You can check the source of this text here.

You can help Fr. Christopher Hartley's mission here. 

 

Lent 2017

 

Dear Friends of the Mission,

For the last year and a half, not a drop of rain has fallen in Gode and the Somali region of Ethiopia.

Here everything is dying.

It is dramatic to see people arrive at the rickety hospital of Gode, by any means of transport, including carts driven by donkeys, carrying squalid and dying patients.

People arrive with their last breath and sometimes they die within in a few minutes, in the hands of helpless doctors, because of the magnitude of the tragedy.

It is so sad and heartbreaking to see the fields devastated by the drought. Here nothing grows, neither corn, nor soybeans, no cereals, here everything is swept away by gusts of wind in giant clouds of dust that soil and clothe it in coats of gray.

Every morning when I leave the house, before dawn, to celebrate the Holy Eucharist, I see the dead cattle on the roadside … cows, goats, sheep … The stench is dreadful and the spectacle so terribly sad.

At this time, all that Gode breathes is death and desolation.

For a few months now, we have had a young English doctor working with us. He spends mornings and afternoons at the public hospital. Thanks to him we are receiving firsthand information on the magnitude of the drama that these people are experiencing.

Thursday, March 2, he warned us that an unusual number of patients were dying (in fact, the first six of them died in the Gode hospital that afternoon), brought from the Afder area, whose capital is Hargele.

We soon learned that the problem was that, because of the desperation to bring water in trucks to the most remote villages, some NGOs had taken water from a dam near the city of Hargele, which was completely polluted and infected.

This particular NGO was the Islamic Relief Service.

That same night I loaded the off-road vehicle of the mission with all the medicines that we had at that moment at our disposal and at 5:00 am last Friday I went to Hargele. It was 230 kilometers (143 miles) of terrible road. Before 10 in the morning, I was already in the hospital of the city. I met the medical director and gave him the medicine. It was very sad to hear this man, Abdisalem Mohamed, tell of the tragedy of all those hundreds of people who came every day infected with terminal typhus.

Delivery of medicines to the hospital director. In the red bag, down to the right, there are medicines brought in my suitcase.

He accompanied us to visit some of the patients. Above all, seeing the children was heartbreaking. The anguish of the parents who had already seen their children die by the cursed polluted water of the NGO. The director begged us, almost on his knees, to try to send more medicines and food for the patients.

In these days when the whole Church, as a faithful bride of Jesus Christ, accompanies his way of the cross through the countless painful paths of this world, it is not difficult to recognize the face of the Passion of Christ in the small macerated bodies of these children.

By mid-morning, I decided that it was imperative to look for the villages from where the sick people arrived, to really understand the problem. What no one had told me was that there was no real roadway to get to those settlements. So, with the 4×4 ready and gritting our teeth, we trudged those 40 endless and unforgettable kilometers (25 miles).

We finally arrived drowned in dust from head to toe and scorched with heat. The people immediately swirled around us to tell us about their tragedy. We went to the polluted well and saw the putrid water that had caused so much death and desolation.

This is the new pool where they receive uncontaminated water. It seems a sad irony to call this clean water. Please note the woman down to the left. She is collecting water with a cup and a plate from the mud, where goats and sheep also urinate…

The men of the town told us details of the tragedy and asked for urgent help: drinking water, food and medicines. I promised to help them in what was within the reach of the Church.

On the way, we saw many animals that had died of thirst and starvation. People said to us: “Abba (Father), when the camels are dying of thirst is when we do not have much life left.”

I asked to visit the sick who were too seriously ill to be taken to Hargele Hospital. They showed me a cabin in which several sick people lay on the ground.

There were two very young boys in ragged white nurse robes. I asked them about the symptoms. “Do they have a fever?” I asked. One bowed his head in embarrassment and said, “We do not know because we do not have a thermometer.”

I gave them the few medicines we still had and some clean water. We had to return to Gode and we had more than five hours of road. You feel so powerless, so disturbed inside when you see these scenes … You simply ask “Why?” Why these people, why do millions of people live like this? Why while this woman does not even have a thermometer, other women spend a fortune on an absurd cosmetic surgery?

We live in a crazy world. Definitely.

As we made our way back from the villages to Hargele, out of nowhere, from behind the bushes, came children running behind our vehicle,  screaming at us with despair written on their faces, “biyo, biyo, biyo” (water in Somali).

We distributed more than 15 bottles of water, through the window of the vehicle, to shepherd children.

We distributed more than fifteen bottles of water like this one, through the window of the vehicle, to shepherd children.

We still had a five-hour drive back to Gode. I thought of all the water I had seen in my life: rivers, swimming pools (my house, for example…), ponds, beautiful fountains of so many cities, lakes … As much water as I had seen … water that no one will ever drink, water for the fun it, even water parks! Water for the aesthetic adornment of a square … And seeing desperate children, running after my car begging a liter of water … It seemed all so grotesque and absurd …

What a world we live in!!

And everywhere, dead animals, in a state of putrefaction, under a merciless sun of more than 45 °C (113 °F). Fertile ground for the spread of anthrax and many other contagious diseases, so dangerous for the survival of these poor people.

Before a spectacle like this, one does not know, what to think, or what to say, or what to do …

My head was spinning, while I was thinking of solutions, of the help that could befall them.

The medicines that we still need are: Ceftriaxone IV, gentamicin IV, ringer lactate, DNS, normal saline, 40% glucose, oral amoxicillin, ciprofloxacin, levofloxacin, norfloxacin, co-trimoxazole, ibuprofen syrup, paracetamol syrup, amoxicillin syrup.

If we had the resources, we could transport them to the Hargele hospital from Gode, as most of these drugs are accessible here. We would need funds to pay for the fuel for our vehicles coming and going to emergency areas and, finally, funds to buy basic food.

On the way back, I thought, with profound emotion, amidst the horror I had seen that day, that it was the first time these people had seen the face of charity, by the presence of a Catholic priest.

It was the first time in history that the Catholic Church had reached the Somali area of ​​the Afder. And I thanked God that, as St. Paul says: “He trusted me and entrusted this ministry to me.”

And it came to mind the words I had just meditated on in previous days of our Holy Father Pope Francis in his message of this Lent:

 

[…] Lazarus teaches us that other persons are a gift. A right relationship with people consists in gratefully recognizing their value. Even the poor person at the door of the rich is not a nuisance, but a summons to conversion and to change. The parable first invites us to open the doors of our heart to others because each person is a gift, whether it be our neighbor or an anonymous pauper. Lent is a favorable season for opening the doors to all those in need and recognizing in them the face of Christ. Each of us meets people like this every day. Each life that we encounter is a gift deserving acceptance, respect and love. The word of God helps us to open our eyes to welcome and love life, especially when it is weak and vulnerable. But in order to do this, we have to take seriously what the Gospel tells us about the rich man.[…].

 

I returned home dead tired and broken with grief from what my eyes had seen. From the very moment I arrived at the mission again, I have not stopped turning around what can and should be done as the Church of Jesus Christ that we are. Witnesses of the merciful love of God, who is Father and loves each one of these people. These people may be non-existent people, irrelevant to the world. Perhaps their tragedy is at best a mere statistic. Not for God, not for the Church.

They are people whose faces come out of anonymity in the encounter with a missionary Church, always ready to go further, where no one has reached. The Church is the only one who can see in all this tragedy that every life, every face, is an icon and transparency of the crucified Lord.

I beg you for the love of God to please do everything in your power to help us. Any help, however small or seemingly insignificant, may help save a life.

I am the voice of those who have no voice, or have only a drowned groan, like a lump in the throat, a shrill groan, where they not only have no water, but have no more tears to cry.

The stench was unbearable. It was horrible to see village after village, by whose banks the cattle died of thirst and starvation. This makes for dangerous infections for these people whose immune systems are weak.

The Church, like Our Holy Mother Mary, always walks with her Son, who in the painful via crucis of the life of these dusty paths, falls and rises again and again. Sometimes she has things to give, other times empty hands (I well know it!). But hands empty or full, the Church will always walk in each missionary, adhered as a mother and bride, to the crucified body of her Son in each one of the brethren.

Every day in every Holy Mass I offer in the paten and chalice, the death and the life of these poor people. In that same offering, I offer each one of you, who with your charity, clothe the naked with us, give drink to the thirsty with us and feed the hungry with us.

For God’s sake, help us as much as you can!

Before the Tabernacle of the mission we pray for all of you and with Our Lady, Queen of the Missions, we ask that she hide us under her blessed mantle.

We wish for all of you a Lent in which our hearts be torn, so that we may bear fruits of conversion, sharing with the poor so much that we can all spare.

 

With my blessing to all,

 

Fr. Christopher

Prayer composed by Pope Saint Pius X - and granted indulgences by him in 1914* - in reparation to the Blessed Virgin Mary, Co-Redemptrix of the Human Race.

 You can read the original source here AAS 06 [1914] on page 108.

 

 

Preghiera di riparazione alla beata Vergine Maria.

Vergine benedetta, Madre di Dio, volgete benigna lo sguardo dal cielo, ove sedete regina, su questo misero peccatore, vostro servo. Esso, benché consapevole della sua indegnità, a risarcimento delle offese a voi fatte da lingue empie e blasfeme, dall'intimo del suo cuore vi benedice ed esalta come la più pura, la più bella e la più santa di tutte le creature. Benedice il vostro santo nome, benedice le vostre sublimi pre rogative di vera Madre di Dio, sempre Vergine, concepita senza macchia di peccato, di corredentrice del genere umano. Benedice l'eterno Padre, che vi scelse in modo particolare per Figlia, benedice il Verbo incarnato, che vestendosi dell'umana natura nel vostro purissimo seno vi fece sua Madre; benedice il divino Spirito che vi volle sua Sposa. Benedice, esalta e ringrazia la Trinità augusta che vi prescelse e predilesse tanto da innalzarvi su tutte le creature alla più sublime altezza.

O Vergine santa e misericordiosa, impetrate il ravvedimento ai vostri offensori e gradite questo piccolo ossequio dal vostro servo, ottenendo anche a lui, dal vostro divin Figlio, il perdono dei propri peccati. Amen.

 

Prayer of Reparation to the Blessed Virgin Mary

O Blessed Virgin, Mother of God, cast thy gentle gaze from heaven, where thou reignest as Queen, upon this poor sinner, thy servant. Though he knows full well his unworthiness, yet, in reparation for the injuries done to thee by impious and blasphemous tongues, he blesses and exalts thee from the depths of his heart as the purest, the fairest, and the holiest of all creatures. He blesses thy holy Name; he blesses thy sublime prerogatives as true Mother of God, ever Virgin, conceived without stain of sin, Co-Redemptrix of the human race.

He blesses the Eternal Father, who chose thee in a singular manner as his Daughter; he blesses the Incarnate Word, who, taking our human nature in thy most pure womb, made thee his Mother; he blesses the Divine Spirit, who took thee as his Spouse. He blesses, exalts, and gives thanks to the august Trinity that foreknew and loved thee above all creatures and raised thee to the most sublime height over every created being.

O holy and merciful Virgin, obtain repentance for those who have offended thee, and graciously accept this humble homage from thy servant; win for him also, from thy divine Son, the forgiveness of his own sins.

Amen.

 

Virgem bendita, Mãe de Deus, volvei benignamente o vosso olhar desde o Céu, onde estais sentada como Rainha, sobre este mísero pecador, vosso servo. Embora consciente da sua indignidade, ele Vos oferece, em reparação das ofensas feitas contra Vós por línguas ímpias e blasfemas, as bênçãos e louvores que brotam do mais íntimo do seu coração. Ele Vos bendiz e exalta como a mais pura, a mais bela e a mais santa de todas as criaturas. Bendiz o vosso santo nome, bendiz as vossas sublimes prerrogativas de verdadeira Mãe de Deus, sempre Virgem, concebida sem mancha de pecado, e de Corredentora do Gênero Humano. Bendiz o eterno Pai, que Vos escolheu de modo tão especial para sua Filha; bendiz o Verbo Encarnado, que, revestindo-se da natureza humana em vosso puríssimo seio, Vos fez sua Mãe; bendiz o Espírito Divino, que Vos quis por sua Esposa. Bendiz, exalta e agradece à Augusta Trindade, que Vos escolheu e amou de tal modo que Vos elevou acima de todas as criaturas à mais sublime dignidade.

Ó Virgem santa e misericordiosa, alcançai arrependimento para os vossos ofensores e acolhei este pequeno ato de homenagem do vosso servo; obtende-lhe também, do vosso divino Filho, o perdão dos próprios pecados.

Amém!

 

* A Suprema Sagrada Congregação do Santo Ofício, em 22 de janeiro de 1914,comunicou que o Santo Papa Pio X, em audiência concedida ao Reverendíssimo Assessor do Santo Ofício, dignou-Se conceder benignamente aos fiéis cristãos que, com o coração ao menos contrito e devoto, recitarem a oração acima transcrita, alcancem indulgência de 100 dias, aplicável também às almas do purgatório, todas as vezes que a recitarem.

Este presente decreto tem validade perpétua, sem necessidade de emissão de breve apostólico, não obstante quaisquer disposições em contrário.

D. Cardeal Ferrata, Secretário.

D. Arcebispo de Seleucia, Assessor do Santo Ofício