YHVH, Lord God Creator,
I come to You in the name of Your Son;
Jesus who is called, "The Christ,"
and I come empty-handed,
or it might be better if I did,
for I come to You with hands,
full of the miseries of my mistakes.

Have mercy on me, Father,
a poor, wretched sinner;
for the sake of The Passion,
of Your Son, Jesus Christ,
have mercy upon my wretched soul.

I cry out to You, Father,
for the sake of the whole world;
whom You have promised to give,
in these last days,
a great sign in Heaven.

The sign of three days darkness,
followed by a cross made of light.

Your promises are everlasting,
when they concern The Divine Mercy;
for only in Divine Justice,
do You ever change Your mind, Father.

The sign will come,
and for all my pleading;
I do nothing,
for the sign is Your promise.

Let this little piece of text,
be the bow up in the clouds;
reminding You of Noah,
and the promise that You made to him.

A reminder, Father,
that before the world collapses;
You will reveal Your Son to mankind.

Love,
Lucretia