Dear Saint Monica, you know our plight,

You know how, with prayer alone we fight,

For loved ones lost in Satan’s snare,

We know you understand and care.

For thirty years, you wept and prayed.

Did not despair, were not dismayed.

To our Church teachings you adhered.

Pray God helps us too, to persevere.

Pray for loved ones now confused.

With hearts battered, beaten and quite bruised.

Through your prayers, your son returned,

To God.   For Him alone He yearned.

With holy armor, righteous sword.

Pray our loved ones seek the Lord.

Pray they seek His Holy Face,

Pray they leave behind all trace

Of sin and error and derision.

May God guide all of their decisions.

Let them know that God is near,

That on Him we can cast all fear.

Help us race toward heaven’s prize,

Help loved ones know, that in God’s eyes,

They’re precious jewels and sparkling gems.

Mother of Augustine, pray for them.