"O Heart of my supreme king! To you my heart pays homage joyfully. My pleasure consists in loving you, and it is my love which moves me to speak to you. What a charity must have urged you on, and yet, what pain must have tortured you when you exhausted yourself completely to give yourself to us and snatch us away from death! By the death which you endured for me, by your last heartbeat, O Heart so dear to me, I beseech you to accept my love, for I desire nothing else. Purify my heart so vain and hardened. Make it tender and watchful. Melt the ice of its lukewarmness. My heart is sinful: may your love penetrate its fibers. May it bring my heart wholly back to life. Wound it, O Jesus, with your own wound. Unite yourself with my heart, touch it, penetrate it with your grace."