What a sublime and providential reparation was the institution of the Feast of Christ the King!  Twenty centuries ago an unjust ruler, his heart filled with fear, and mockery in the gesture, said to the howling mob in front of his tribunal in Jerusalem: "Behold your King!" exposing Christ the King to their fury and insults.
    Twenty centuries later the High Priest of the New Israel, addressing the Catholic world, repeats in his turn, "Behold your King," but in a tone of triumph, adoration and love, as he shows us Jesus Chrit, Son of the living God.
    And each of us, Lord Jesus, Thy children and faithful subjects, our hearts filled with joy and adoration, unite with more than two hundred million Catholics, our brethren, to say with the Holy Father from the bottom of our heart: "HAIL, KING!"  Thou art truly the King of Glory, O Christ Jesus!

    Through Thee, O Christ Jesus, kings reign and rulers administer justice to the people, through Thee alone, O Christ the King!
    Through Thee authority is lawful and lawgivers impose laws upon society, through Thee only, O Christ the King!
    Through Thee and in Thy Service it is noble to submit and to obey, but for Thy Sake only, O Christ the King!

    Hence, united in Faith and Love with the Roman Pontiff, we acknowledge Thee, King of Kings; we bless Thee, we praise Thee, we Love Thee, Jesus.  And, prostrate before Thee, we conjure Thee by Thine Infinite Goodness to recall to our minds when this splendid Feast has passed that Thou art in very truth the absolute monarch before whom "every knee should bow, in Heaven, on earth, and under the earth."

    He must reign in souls, in the family, in society, in nations, by the victorious Power of His Heart!

    In view of the blind fury of the enemies of Christ of all classes, the mighty and the lowly, who have gathered together against Christ the King, working with hatred and satanic skill to dethrone Him, this Feast was indispensable.  On one side the army controlled by an impious Sanhedrin, on the other, the vast army of worldly Christians whose timidity and human respect far outweigh their Faith.  The attack of the Left and the apathy of the Right led to a terrible social upheaval everywhere, which was the well merited chastisement of Justice for the deicide of some and the weakness and guilty silence of others . . . Did I say upheaval?  Yes, you have but to look around you; one may truly say that the physical phenomena that accompanied the death of Our Divine King on Good Friday is renewed in the moral order among the great apostate nations.  They think that they are rich, free and glorious; they have decreed the banishment of the Lord Jesus, His death by law, His proscription from public life.
    And behold!  The Sun of Truth is at once obscured from their eyes; a thick fog, dense with error and falsehood descends upon them like a winding sheet . . . Do you not perceive that the people, their passions and evil inclinations let loose, threaten the very nations that have trampled on God's Law?  A volcano of hate has erupted, inundating the earth with the infernal fire of discord, revolt, and anarchy.  The infamous deicides did not even taste of the banquet they had prepared to celebrate the death of the Messias.  Behold!  The artificial sun of their earthly ideals, the sun of their impure pleasures, the sun of their boasted greatness, of their licentious liberty is veiled already in fratricidal blood, the legitimate first-fruit of their crimes and national apostacy.
    They have forsaken Thee, O Jesus; they have denied Thy Holy Name and Thy Gospel; they have ignored Thy Sovereign Rights, and they are now terrified at the eclipse of all peace, of all real greatness, of all freedom, for those who wove a crown of thorns for Thy Divine Head wove for themselves, at the same time, a crown of woe.  The only King of Peace, of Truth, of Justice is Thou, Jesus, the King of Love!
    As the Holy Father declares, this Feast deals a deadly blow to the accursed heresy which claims that Thou art King only in the secrecy of men's consciences or, at most, in the intimacy of the family circle, or in a heart to heart colloquy before the Tabernacle.
    Those who wish to make Thee a silent, ridiculous King, are blind and guilty, O Jesus . . . They forbid Thee to meddle in the life of society, still more in public life . . . If Thou dost, they threaten to forbid public worship and to close Thy Churches, because Thou dost disturb order and mix Thyself up in secular affairs and politics, which are none of Thy business . . . Thou art not of this world, they cry, let us live our social and political life as we please . . . And if these peace conditions do not suit Thee, King Jesus, "Away with Thee", we shall drive Thee out, we shall exile Thee in disgrace, get back to Thy Paradise!
    On our part, King of Kings, we say with Thy Vicar on Earth: "Anathema to those who believe peace of conscience, peace in families, peace in society or peace among nations can exist without Thee, Prince of Peace, divorced from Thee, King of Justice, in opposition to Thy Law, King of Love and Truth."
    The only King by His Own personal, innate, absolute right is Thou, Lord Jesus!
    This is why, in union with the Pope and Holy Mother Church, we say in a spirit of loving and solemn social reparation, Lord: It is urgent, we wish Thee to reign, O Jesus!

    Many Presidents, Princes, and Kings have made an alliance with the powers of darkness against Thy Throne and Thy Gospel, O Jesus; many impious governments have withdrawn the cornerstone of Thine Adorable Person and the foundation of Thy Divine Law from their national edifice . . . O meek King, stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence of that Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the apostles of Thy Kingship, show mervy and by a vengeance of Love extend to all these unfortunates the benefits of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the King!

    What a sad, distressing story, Lord, is that of predestined nations, redeemed by Thy Precious Blood! . . . Their legal representatives in law-making bodies have struck Thy Name out of public documents, and Thy Gospel, which had been everywhere regarded as the charter of nobility, of civilization, and of Christian liberty is now consigned to the library as a mere manuscript . . . Modern legislation so-called has been invented to root out of the conscience of the people the memory of Thy benefits, and of Thy Divine intervention through the Church . . . O meek King, stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence that Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the apostles of Thy Kingship, show mercy and by a vengeance of Love, extend to all these unfortunates the benefits of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the KIng!

    The one Lawgiver Whose right is absolute is Thou, O Jesus!  This is no longer recognized, alas!  People are too civilized, too modern, to admit it.  Hence, it comes that the very persons whom Thou hast charged to enforce the Divine Law by just, wise, Christian laws, those who call themselves legislators have passed laws against Thee, have declared that Thou dost not exist, that Thy Gospel is a myth, that Thy Church is a tyrant not to be tolerated by the modern conscience.  Then displaying cynical hypocrisy, in order to set the people free, to make them happy and independent, in the name of national welfare, they ignore all Thy rights and break all Thy Laws! . . . O meek King, stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence that Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the apostles of Thy Kingship, show mercy and by a vengeance of Love, extend to these unfortunates the benefits of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the King!

    The proud sect that persecuted Thee from the beginning of Thine apostolate for fear of its downfall, and which provoked Thine anathema, is entrenched in many intellectual centers; and, in the name of philosophy, science and law, systematically sets Thee aside, denies Thy claim to be the Light and the Truth, and even pretends that Thy Spirit is the enemy of true intellectual culture, that Thou dost hinder freedom of thought, prevent the mind from soaring aloft, and that Christian Faith is the absurd negation of reason.
    This is why Thou art banished from the schools; this is why they insult Thee and speak ill of Thee in many universities and seats of higher learning.  This is why they organize impious youth movements and mobilize the young into godless armies who will attack Thee later on . . . O meek King!  Stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence that Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the apostles of Thy Kingship, show mercy and take a vengeance of Love; extend to all these unfortunates the benefit of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule O Christ the King!

    Modern society, especially the class that by position of wealth should give example and draw the poor and the lowly to Thee, has broken the sacred bonds that united it to Thee, O Jesus! . . . Alas!  Suffering from a fever for pleasure and the dizziness of frivolity, it wastes time, youth, money, and everything in whims, vanity,  and shows often not only harmful but scandalous.  And, with unheard of inconsistency, it justifies this sinful conduct and will not acknowledge that it has gone astray or is running risks.  In addition to this, O height of irony, it declares that it does not wish to offend Thee, Jesus.  It wouldlike to see Thee tolerate the state of paganism and refined sensuality in which it lives and wallows, at least by Thy silence . . . O meek King!  Stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the apostles of Thy Kingship, show mercy and by a vengeance of Love, extend to all these unfortunates the benefit of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the King!

    The line of judges who condemned Thee, Lord, is not extinct; it is perpetuated in the modern sanhedrins of Masonic lodges and other dens of darkness and revolution that plot night and day with satanic ferocity against Thine Adorable Person . . . Ah! How skillful and united they are in their efforts to dethrone Thee: how crafty, rich, and powerful when it comes to casting lots for Thy Robe, Thy Scepter, and Thy Crown . . . Moreover, how often these unjust judges are supported and encouraged by public officials; they even, O Jesus, receive like Judas their thirty pieces of silver to pay for their treason and enmity . . . O meek King!  Stay Thy Hand; defer the sentence that Justice demands, for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the Apostles of Thy Kingdom, show mercy and by a vengeance of Love,extend to all these unfortunates the benefit of Thy social reign; reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the King!

    There is something sadder still, a more heart-rending story in the record of human ingratitude.
It is the revolt, the insults, the angry abuse heaped upon Thee by the crowds that followed Thee to the mountains and in the desert, those for whom Thou didst work the Miracle of the multiplication of the loaves . . . These poor people are not, by any means, altogether bad, but they are led astray; they are easily deceived; they are turned from following Thee; they are perverted; they are snatched from Thy Love, from Thy Law! . . . Alas!  This is too often successful; and behold, Jesus, Thou art driven out of poor homes, of slums, and the houses of working-men, with hatred; the great majority of men whose life is a struggle for existence, no longer want Thee, King of Nazareth, the Great and only Friend of the lowly and the poor, the one Liberator of the people . . . O meek King, stay Thy Hand, defer the sentence that Justice demands, and for the sake of the friends of Thy Heart and the Apostles of Thy Kingship, show
mercy and by a vengeance of Love, extend to all these unfortunates the benefits of Thy social reign, reign, triumph, rule, O Christ the King!

    If the ungrateful world, penetrated with sorrow, would listen to us a moment . . . O!  If it would unite with our Praise from pole to pole!  Alas!  It rejects the King of Love, but we will save it in spite of itself.  In the meantime we know that our voices find an echo in Heaven which compensates for the coldness of our brethren . . . The Heavenly Father Who has sent us His Son, the KIng Whom we acclaim, and the Holy Ghost Who Anointed Him Eternal King, hear us and bless us.  Above all, our King's Sacred Heart is thrilled with joy and gratitude by this manifestation . . . He knows that we would willingly die to add the precious jewel of one soul more to His royal diadem by Prayer and Sacrifice.  Hearken now, for the King of Love is about to speak to His Guard of Honor.

    Jesus:  "Filioli",   My little children.  You know that I am King . . . That in order to prove that I am the King of Love, I was born among men . . . I came down from Heaven on purpose to reconquer the world, the inheritance of My Glory.  But My heritage did not wish to acknowledge My rights; it might, perhaps, accept Me, if I confined My Divine Authority to the intimate sanctuary of souls . . . This is the reason I am consoled and won by your affections when I hear you with ardent and even audacious faith proclaim My social reign.  I recognize My children by their voice; they speak My language in unison with My Vicar; then I know you belong to Me, you are indeed Mine and I can count upon you.
    In consequence I want you to make Me a Solemn Promise this evening.  I claim it from you as My Guard of Honor--so listen to Your King . . . Answer Me in all sincerity:  Will this splendid and beautiful Feast be a one-day Solemnity without a morrow or will it be rather a living homage to My Royalty, a renewal of Christian fervor?  Shall I henceforth be more your King and Master than formerly, a Master more Revered, a Lawgiver more strictly obeyed?  After this grand Feast, may I count on more earnest and practical fidelity?  Is it a covenant, a compact, a pledge of loyalty between Me, your King, and you, My children? . . .
    Will gratitude for My Kingship incline minds and hearts to My Law and My Heart?
    This is what I, your KIng, demand:  Will you recongize My Divine Kingship, when your conscience and the Church forbid you in My Name to go to pagan and profane movies and unwholesome plays, where My friends too often scourge Me by their presence and their conduct?  Oh!  Answer Me.

    Jesus:  Will you recognize My Divine Kingship, when your conscience and the Church, in My Name, forbid immodest suggestive fashions; and will you obey, despising the ridicule of the frivolous and worldly with Christian courage?  Answer Me.

    Jesus:  Will you recognize My Divine Kingship, when your conscience and the Church, in My Name, forbid social functions, amusements, or pleasures that are full of danger, and close to an abyss covered with flowers? . . . Will you obey when those in Authority warn you that your purity is endangered, that your heart may be perverted?  Answer Me.

    Jesus:  Will you recognize My divine Kingship, when your conscience and the Church, in My Name, forbid pride of life, unbridled luxury, and the desire to attract attention and to outshine others that excites class hatred and fosters sensuality--will you obey them?  Answer Me!

    O, yes, beloved Lord Jesus, laying one hand on the Altar of Sacrifice, we Promise, Loyally and Solemnly, to keep Thy Commandments . . . We shall not acclaim Thy Kingship today and outrage It tomorrow, nor belie It by the scandal of a light, frivolous life . . . We do not wish the shame of proclaiming here, in Church, that Thou art our King and giving our affirmation the lie a little later by our dress in the street, by our bad conduct at home, and by our worldliness in society.  We hail Thee as our King, but without weaving a crown of thorns for Thy Divine Head by our ingratitude and disloyalty.

    Heaven always bends down to share our Feasts, it surrounds our Altars with its Adoration, it takes in our Chritian joys.  Today, as on no other Feast, the Heavenly Jerusalem unites with the Church Militant to render homage to the King of Glory . . .
    Then, let the Heavens open, let the clouds be rent asunder and allow the nine choirs of Angels to come down in triumph! . . . Let the legions of Saints, Martyrs, Confessors, and Virgins also come! . . . Let the Apostles and Evangelists descend! . . . Above all, let the Queen of Fair Love whose Heart was the first Throne of the King, Jesus come!
    Then in the presence of the whole Heavenly court, kneeling in adoration before the Eucharistic Throne we may say:  Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King.  Angels of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Archangels of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Archangels of Paradise, exult, sing His divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Principalities of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Virtues of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Powers of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kinghsip!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Dominations of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Thrones of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Cherubim of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Seraphim of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Apostles and Evangelists of Paradise, exult, sing His divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the king; Confessors, Virgins and Martyrs of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    Bend down, ye Heavens, earth invites you to join her in Homage and Adoration to Christ the King; Immaculate Mother, Empress of Paradise, exult, sing His Divine Kingship!

    In truth "The Lamb that was slain is worthy to receive Power and Divinity, and Wisdom and Strength, and Honor and Glory, and Benediction.  To Him be Glory and Power forever and ever."

    "To Him alone is Glory and Power forever and ever!"

    "To Him alone is Glory and Power forever and ever!"

    Without any merit, rather, far from what we deserve, on account of the sin of Adam, Heaven opened and the Word of God descended to take possession of this earth, to make it the footstool of His Throne, once He had conquered by His Blood.  Then, raised upon the tree of the Cross, clad in the purple of His Blood, crowned with a diadem of pain, He proclaimed His right of conquest and declared Himself Lord and King through His mercy . . . All Power is given to Him in Heaven and on earth.

    Souls:  King of Love, behold us at Thy Feet, bringing as a Gift of Love and Peace, the tribute of our Homage and Adoration in union with our Holy Mother the Church in Heaven and on earth . . . We ought to love Thee more than the Angels do, O Jesus, because Calvary has purchased for us redemption and immortal glory.  We call Thee the King of Love, not the beloved King that Thou oughtest to be, because Thou art not as much loved as Thou dost desire or deserve to be.
    Forgive us for the indifference and the coldness of our hearts!
    Forgive us for our excessive love of creatures!
    Forgive and forget, O Crucified King, our forgetfulness of Thee!
    Forgive the stinginess of our love for Thee!
    Forgive our prodigality to creatures!
    "Be thou King, O Lord, not only of the faithful who have never forsaken Thee, but also of the prodigal children who have abandoned Thee."  Look upon them with eyes full of merciful tears, above all on the prodigals especially dear to us, entwined round the very fibres of our hearts, cherished children of our family, who unmidful of Thy Golden Scepter, O King, live between two yawning abysses--their weakness and their eternity.  "Grant that they may quickly return to their Father's house lest they die of wretchedness and hunger." . . . Prove again that Thou art all-powerful, O King of Love, and touch them with the Scepter of Thy Mercy.

    "Be Thou King, O Jesus, of those who are deceived by erroneous opinions or whom discord keeps aloof" from the Church.  These unfortunates are as sheep without a shepherd or as rudderless boats adrift on the sea; have mercy on them according to Thy great mercy!  Many are good at heart, and ignorant rather than guilty, but have been carried away by false doctrines . . . "Call them back to the harbor of Truth and Unity of Faith so that soon there may be but one flock and one Shepherd" . . . Prove again that Thou art all-powerful,O King of Love, and touch them with Thy Scepter of Mercy!

    "Be Thou King, O Jesus, of all those who are involved in the darkness of idolatry or of Islamism;" Lord, Lord, they are as numerous as the sands of the desert; remember that all, all without exception, are Thy creatures and Thy children and owe Thee allegiance.  Prove again that Thou art all-powerful, O King of Love, and touch them with Thy Scepter of Mercy!

    Jesus of Nazareth, be King "of the children of that race once Thy chosen people.  Of old they called down on themselves the Blood of the Savior; may It now descend upon them a laver of redemption and of life." . . . On Calvary Thou didst forgive those who Crucified Thee, pleading in their behalf, "They know not what they do."  Forgive Thine other excutioners who are still more guilty for they have made their First Communion, studied their Catechism, and received Thy Graces from their early childhood.  They no longer recognize Thee, Lord, but have betrayed Thee for a creature, for wealth or for honor.  Look on these unfortunates, cast on them that penetrating, winning, and compassionate glance that melted the heart of Peter . . . Prove again that Thou art tall-powerful, O King of Love, and touch them with Thy Scepter of Mercy!

    Raised on the Cross, the Throne of infinite mercy, Jesus Crucified again repeats in behalf of all these sinners: "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do!"

    HAIL OUR KING! . . . We hail Thee, we acclaim Thee, we Adore Thee, King Crucified through love!  We kiss with immense tenderness the tree of the Cross whereon Thou dost draw all men to Thy conquering Heart . . . Hail, King of Love!
    HAIL OUR KING! . . . We hail Thee, we acclaim Thee, we Adore Thee, King Crucified through love!  We kiss with immense tenderness Thy Bloody diadem that we would render a thousand times more glorious by setting in the place of each thorn thousands of souls converted by Thy conquering Heart! . . . Hail, King of Love!
    HAIL OUR KING! . . . We hail thee, we acclaim Thee, we Adore Thee, King Crucified through love . . . We kiss with immense tenderness the purple of Thy Blood, that royal mantle which envelopes Thy shoulders; and Thy whole Body becomes one living wound to heal the leprosy of our sins, and wash them in the piscina of Thy conquering Heart! . . . Hail, King of Love!
    Lord Jesus, neither the Angels clad in the light of glory nor Solomon in all the splendor of earthly majesty, were ever more beautiful, more magnificent, more attractive in grace or in beauty, than Thou, Jesus, King Crucified and Ruler of Nations . . . Thou dost ravish hearts, Thou dost captivate the world and vanquishit by the sweet, irresistible splendor of those five suns which are Thy Five Adorable Wounds, O King of Kings! . . . They will be that banquet of light and heavenly beauty that will fill us with overflowing joy which Thou Thyself hast prepared for Thy friends and apostles in the eternal Kingdom which will never end . . . Hail, King of Love!  Hail, our King!

    Jesus proclaimed Himself"  "King of Hearts" on Calvary and in taking possession of the world, redeemed on Good Friday, He declared the opening of a new, a Divine era, the era of His Reign!  His ascension into Heaven did not leave us orphans, for on Holy Thursday evening, before His death, He built the palace whence He intended to rule over Christian society.  This palace, indestructible of its nature, is the Tabernacle.  From this home of Nazareth, a poor and silent dwelling, Jesus in the Sacred Host governs the world and draws it to Himself.  In order to transform it by His Scepter of Charity this King only asks for love, much more love, and the Church, His authroized interpreter, asks especially that the Holy Eucharist should enter more into our lives--it asks greater Eucharistic fervor at the Holy Table, in the family, in Catholic education, everywhere . . . The audience chamber is always open where the King awaits us with eager Heart and outstretched Arms, and all His children are invited, absolutely all without exception . . . Alas!  The guests are very numerous but those who hunger after Jesus in the Holy Eucharist are few, Speak Thyself, Divine King and Prisoner, speak!
    Jesus:  You, My children, My little ones and My friends, are My Crown and My glory rather than the planets and the stars.  Your hearts form My favorite Throne rather than the wings of Angels and Cherubim.  Your souls purpled with, My Blood are palaces that I prefer to the immensity of space.
    Yet, in spite of this you will not come! . . . If you only realized how deeply My Heart suffers when looking around Me.  I easily count some faithful, fervent friends, but looking into the streets or business marts, and into the centers of trade of pleasure . . . and of sin, I find crowds everywhere, great crowds feverish, eager for everything, absolutely everything, but for My Adorable Person; they find time and take an interest in all except the glory of the solitary forsaken King dwelling in the Tabernacle!  I invite you, I beg you to come and eat at My Table; in exchange for this Bread I guarantee you peace and eternal life . . . and you will not come! . . .
    I promise you consolations, the lights and torrents of grace for you and your home as a reward for your visits and your love--in exchange for your heart.  But I wait in vain, you do not come.

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