P est pour la Prière

Prière de l’étudient

O Jesus enfant

Sagesse éternelle et incarne

Qui repends sur tous

Tes graces avec générosité

Et particulièrement,

A la jeunesse étudiante qui se confie à toi.

Avec bonté tourne ton regard vers moi

Qui t’invoque pour te confier mes études.

Toi homme Dieu,

Tu es seigneur de la science

La source du talent et de la mémoire

Illumine mon esprit

Facilite moi l’accès a la vérité et au savoir

Renforce ma mémoire pour que je puisse retenir ce que j’ai pris

Dans les moments difficiles

Sois ma même ma lumière, mon soutien et mon réconfort

A ton divin cœur je demande la grâce d’accomplir mon devoir d’étudient

Et d’en tirer les meilleurs fruits

Pour avoir en retour la joie de bon résultat

Je te promets, enfin de mériter les grâce demande

D’êtres fidèle a mon engagement de vie chrétienne

Et de t’aimer toujours plus.

O doux enfant Jésus

Garde-moi toujours sous le manteau de ta protection

Et guide moi.

Non seulement dans la voie du savoir,

Mais aussi sur le chemin du salut éternelle

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