O Sacred Heart, so wounded deep,
With Mary’s Heart your vigil keep
As for us both your Hearts do weep;
For as we sow, we also reap.
Peace in our hearts we cannot buy,
So trapped are we by Satan’s lie;
No matter now how hard we try,
In us the price is just too high.
Imperfect cannot perfect be
Since first Eve chose imperfectly.
One perfect in humanity
Must come to us to human free.
God’s New Creation now is born
Of Woman, from the old not scorned.
Her Heart one Heart that’s not forlorn,
A Heart that has not our sin worn.
From Mother, He our nature takes;
His Sacred Heart her own Heart makes,
As human nature on earth quakes,
When from its sin-drugged sleep awakes.
That Sacred Heart joins with our own;
Her Heart Immaculate now known.
In human nature virtue grown
With Jesus’ Heart, our cornerstone.