This is what I pray, kneeling before the Father, from whom every family, whether spiritual or natural, takes its name:

Out of his infinite glory, may he give you the power through his Spirit for your hidden self to grow strong, so that Christ may live in your hearts through faith, and then, planted in love and built on love, you will with all the saints have strength to grasp the breadth and the length, the height and the depth; until, knowing the love of Christ, which is beyond all knowledge, you are filled with the utter fullness of God.

Glory be to him whose power, working in us, can do infinitely more than we can ask or imagine; glory be to him from generation to generation in the Church and in Christ Jesus for ever and ever. Amen.

The Lord fills the earth with his love.

Ring out your joy to the Lord, O you just;
  for praise is fitting for loyal hearts.
Give thanks to the Lord upon the harp,
  with a ten-stringed lute sing him songs.

The Lord fills the earth with his love.

For the word of the Lord is faithful
  and all his works to be trusted.
The Lord loves justice and right
  and fills the earth with his love.

The Lord fills the earth with his love.

His own designs shall stand for ever,
  the plans of his heart from age to age.
They are happy, whose God is the Lord,
  the people he has chosen as his own.

The Lord fills the earth with his love.

The Lord looks on those who revere him,
  on those who hope in his love,
to rescue their souls from death,
  to keep them alive in famine.

The Lord fills the earth with his love.

Alleluia, alleluia!
I am the light of the world, says the Lord;
anyone who follows me will have the light of life.
Alleluia!