Dear daughter, dear son,
The Virgin Mary was conceived in the endless abysses
of my Merits, of my Divine Blood, and in the immense sea of my Pains.
By Virtue of them, She remained Immaculate, beautiful and pure.
First She was conceived in Me, and then I was conceived in Her.
She was a prodigy of grace, a portent of Our Divinity.
She grew up as Our Daughter.
She was Our decorum, Our joy, Our honor and Our glory.”