With this very Body
I have fed thee,
Dearest Son of Mine.
On that merit
I beseech thee for pardoning.
Not toward me
But to those who have caused
My Dearest Child great Pains.

Ingrained in my chest is
a mark.
Mother, I have not forgotten
that pain, that suffering
bestowed upon me.
But have you forgotten why I suffer?
I suffer because I have loved.
There is no one whose soul
escapes the reaches for
redemption, the power of
my Father.

I send you, great child of Mine
A Dove, in lay the Holy Spirit.
My son I shall have mercy if
That is what you wish.