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much to heal your disloyalty and count
you as one of My brides .... My burning
desire was to make Myself known to you
in a most intimate way and show you the
True God, the living God, the everlasting
King;
“let1 not this world reduce My lily to
silence, let not their conspiracies affect
her or touch her soul but let My psalms
continue to be for her and for all those
who hear them like a wedding song, that
they get to know the Triune True God
who is Father of All;”
now, My lily, I will give constant cause
for you to say:
“My Lord is great!”
you may come now in the nuptial
chamber of My Heart;2
have you not read: “joy for all who
take shelter in Me, endless shouts of
joy!”3 and “my joy lies in being close to
God;”4 come to Me then, the Spouse
invites you, you who look after My Own
Vineyard, come and prosper in My
Presence, and you will praise My Love
above all; and again at the sight of the
splendour of My Sacred Heart, your
heart will succumb in My charms,
remembering like an echo My
appearance5 in your childhood, when I
exerted all My charms to draw you to
Me; and while I was drawing you to Me,
My citadel, I said: “I will refresh My
1 Jesus, with a firm but low Voice, sounding like a
command, uttered the words that followed; He was
like He was talking to Himself; like one says:
‘thinking aloud’.
2 Every time our Good Lord invites me in the nuptial
chamber, it is His invitation of a retreat, because He
made me understand that He wants me to be often
alone with Him and only for Him.
3 Ps. 5:11.
4 Ps. 73:28.
5 The vision I had when I was a child. Jesus was
smiling at me, I saw Him all the way to His waist.
Every time He said: “come to Me;” I was drawn to
Him by an invisible force. Then I was so close to Him
that our faces met and I felt as though my face was
absorbed by His Face.
citadel from the river of My Heart and I
will sanctify this citadel to keep My
dwelling place from falling;” and your
King exhaled on you His Breath like a
delicate fragrance, then without any
further delay I imprinted My Holy Face
on yours, Face on face, sealed for all
eternity;
pause a while and reflect on these
words .... may My words give you
pleasure ....
You are my Master now
and so I bow to You;
teach me what is pleasing to You
so that all I will do
may be acceptable to You;
my reasonings are unsure
and this citadel, which You call,
is made out of clay
and it weighs down the teeming mind;
You say, My King, that You have
imprinted Your Image on mine;
yes;6 and while doing so, I then planted a
kiss on those lips which would become
My Echo and would proclaim the Truth,
to train them to hymn My Name and
say:
“sing to the Prince-of-Peace,
sing to the Immortal One,
to the Mighty God;
open your hearts
and let them be consumed
by His jealous Love;
sing to the Lord and King,
and exult at His coming;”
come, let your eyes now, My beloved,
feast on the fathomless treasures of My
Heart, then the All Powerful One will
carry you to have your pilgrimage in My
Ears .... you will learn how to listen and
understand shrewd proverbs, My love; if
you lend an ear, you will learn from
6 Like I said before, in the vision of Christ, I was
drawn near Him, until my face was stuck on His and
it was as though my face went through His Face.
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