Crucified for our sins,
the sins of all mankind;
his heart pierced through.

The sacrifice of The Lamb of God,
upon a cross, on Golgotha;
where his body hung like fruit.

A man may come to eat of him,
a woman, come to eat his body;
inheriting for themselves, eternity.

The soul will never die,
though the body dies, a soul, eternal;
and the man who does not eat,
the woman or the child,
who do not take this gift of ours,
these inherit their ancestry.

A soul who eats,
and eats as one purified;
by the waters of John the Baptist,
and the waters of Padre Pio;
these eat good into their soul.

The fruit is hanging on the tree,
to those who hear;
he is hanging from his cross,
but you must take and eat.

These are the blood & water,
The Divine Mercy for souls;
God's most holy of all attributes.

The gift is ours to inherit.

©2026 Maria Morisot