My daughter, my son,
Heaven and earth are full and swollen with my Love. (…)
It is in search of hearts in order to tell them his little word:
‘My child I love you, I love you so much,
– and do you tell me that you love Me?’
Do you see therefore what is your long sing-song of your ‘I love You’?
They are so many vents that you give to your Jesus,
– and they call Me to rest in your soul.
Therefore I want that you always tell me your ‘I love You’,
I want to see it in all the things that I have done for you,
Oh! Make Me content, love Me. When I am not loved,
I feel unfortunate in my Love, and therefore I arrive in deliriums.
And when a compassionate heart is moved to pity Me, and she loves Me,
– I feel the misfortune change into happiness.” (…)
“I wait for your little refrain “I love You, I love You” – BOH 11