Saint of the Day Quote: Saint Hannibal Mary di Francia

So bread upon the table might not lack,
I brave the cold, the dripping sweat on back…
Oh, here it is today the food my children need;
Tomorrow’s dole our Father sure will speed.
I’ve often knocked on doors, a scant welcome bidden
My sentence stiff has scarce been hidden:
“Beware of him, the pest, he’s lost his mind.
Now let him suffer fate unkind!”
Discern my martyrdom, my flaming core;
No father loved his children more…
For you I God and man implore!
Saint Hannibal Mary di Francia
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