Watoto wangu, amani iwe nanyi.
Ninapiga mlango wa moyo wa binadamu, na wachache tu wananitaka kuingia; ninawita binadamu kushiriki chakula cha Mbwa, lakini wachache tu watajibu dawati yangu; walioitwa ni wengi, lakini mwishowe wengi watabaki nje kwa sababu hawa na nguo ya kuingia. Usiku umekaribia, haraka mgeni zangu, kwani nyumba yangu itakufungwa mapema, na kila kilichoko ndani yake kitapigwa magoti. Hakuna atakuweka moyoni mwanga wangu. Wote watakarama. "Nyinyi mtashangaa nami usiku huu. Maana yaandikwa: Nitamkora mkuu wa kaya, na kondoo za makundi yatapagana." (Mt 23, 31) Nimechoka sana nikiona hofu na uogopa wa wenu ambao jana walikuwa wakipenda nami. Nikiona kesho, machozi yananuka juu ya macho yangu, machozi yaleyle yaliokuja kwa unyanyasaji wa Yerusalemu. Kesho, kwa hofu, wakati wanakutana na watoto wa giza, kama Peter waliniukia: kondoo zangu zitagawanya, wengi watanipiga mgongo, wengine watapoteza imani yao, na wengine wataua ndugu zao kwa mkono mmoja cha chakula. Utafiti umeanza, maaskofu wa kanisa jipya wanatafuta Yuda kuwauzia watoto wangu walioamini. Watu wangu wakifuga mijini na wengi wa haki watapoteza maisha yao kwa upendo wao kwangu. Haraka, haraka, hakuna mahali pa salama; watu wangu wanakimbia kama Wakristo wangu wa awali, kwa sababu utewaji ameamrishwa; kila kilichopita kitatokea tena, mijini ni yabisi, tu maiti zinaenda njiani. "Ooh! Yerusalemu! Nani atakuweza kusikia wewe Israel, wakati wa haki ya Mungu? Njama inapanda, na wazazi wanakula watoto wao, na kinywa cha binti yako inamwagiza mbinguni. Endure, endure, do not lose hope my flock, for the hour of your freedom is close! A new dawn will soon come and with it the light will dissipate the darkness. Prepare my flock, for the bells are tolling, all has to pass according to what is written; heaven and earth will pass, but not my words. My peace I give you, my peace I leave you. Your Master, Jesus of Nazareth.