She holds the keys of Peter,
but relinquishes control;
for she is not a woman of power.

Nor does she thirst for knowledge;
but for love.

This is the mark of Israel,
and her crown is one of thorns;
an eternal crown of suffering.

For love is born from suffering,
and greatness brought through pain;
those who can understand this,
take up your cross,
for the world goes to destruction,
and three days lie in her tomb,
before God brings her to life again.

And all souls stand in judgment,
before The King of Kings;
enthroned at God's right hand.

The Divine Mercy is on the cross,
two thousand years ago, hanging;
as fruit to be plucked off,
and eaten up by poor sinners.

If you cannot eat this fruit,
then there is no life in you;
and you shall perish in the fire.

The fruit is The Sacred Heart,
which belongs to Jesus Christ;
grown from a cross which killed him.

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