Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis:
Gere curam mei finis.
Low I kneel, with heart submission;
See, like ashes, my contrition !
Help me in my last condition.
Ultimately our hearts, our minds, must recognize that we have no merit; that it is only through our recognition and acknowledgement of our sinfulness and unworthiness that we may be saved . . . so we beg God, even now, to give us the grace to achieve the condition which will merit His love.