With blood on my hands and lust in my heart
The flame of this passion has torn me apart.
She’d sooner die than give me my way –
And now with my freedom I’m sentenced to pay for her life.
Why have I brought on myself such a price?
With Blood on My Hands and love in My Heart
The pain of My Passion has torn Me apart.
I’d sooner die than give you away,
And now for your freedom I’m sentenced to pay with My life.
Freely I offer to pay such a price.
A baptism of Blood, the waters for your cleansing –
Your sin I am melting, remitting, amending.
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.
Destroy this Temple! – My ruin will renew their lost souls.
O let Me be broken that they may be whole.
A baptism of blood, the waters for my cleansing.
My sin she is melting, remitting, amending.
“Yes, I forgive him!” – Now I see what I do.
I destroyed her body, and her ruin has renewed my lost soul.
Once I was broken, but now I’m made whole.
Her lilies of grace have pierced my marrow
My guilt engulfs me, my shame like an arrow.
Change me, O Lord! Undo what I’ve done.
Because of my sin, oh please do not shun this poor man.
I now place my life into Your pierced Hands.
That lilies of grace may pierce your marrow
Your guilt engulfs Me, your shame like an arrow.
To change you I bleed, until it is done;
Because of your sin, the whole people shun this poor Man.
I now take your life into My pierced Hands.
I came down from Heaven, your soul to entice
Unto My pure Spirit, departing from vice.
And now as My son, your soul I have claimed
Rejoicing at last that your life is regained for My Kingdom!
Through My Wounds and My death, a new life has begun.
She flew up to Heaven, my soul to entice
Unto God’s pure Spirit, departing from vice.
And now as her brother, my soul she has claimed
Rejoicing at last that my life is regained for His Kingdom!
Through her wounds and her death, my new life has begun.
A poem about Alessandro Serenelli’s conversion through Maria’s divine love.
© 2020 Adelaine Nohara, www.eyesoftheheartstudio.com
