“My sons, do not sleep! The hour is near.
Do you not see how I have reduced Myself?
Oh please, help Me, do not abandon Me in these extreme hours!” (…)
“Know that in these three Hours of most bitter Agony in the Garden,
I enclosed in Myself all the lives of creatures.
And I suffered all of their pains, and their very death,
– giving my own Life to each one of them.
My Agonies will sustain theirs. My bitternesses and my Death
will turn into a fount of sweetness and life for them.
How much souls cost Me! Were I at least requited! “