My daughter, pray with Me! Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them; may they rest in peace. Amen. Now I would ask you, because we have begun with this prayer.
My dearest children, pray with these words often. So many of my children who have died in these last times need your insistent prayers.
Poor children of mine, few brethren pray that the Father free them from the pains of Purgatory. I implore you, pray every day for them, because they have left your world carrying with them so many sins.
I love these children of mine and desire that they come soon to enjoy heavenly joys. Pray also for those who remain on earth and who must respond to so many responsibilities for which they have not given account.
My Son is suffering so much for them and hopes that, sooner or later, they repent of their sins and ask forgiveness for the the death that they have caused so many brethren. My children, only One can decide to take life. He has thought you up and He will decide the how and the when you must return to your dwelling for ever.
Pray, my children. Only your prayers can alleviate the sorrows of so many brethren, and my Son will forgive all your guilt. I am with you; I never leave you. I intercede for these brethren of yours who have such need of peace.
Pray – pray – pray. I bless you in the hope of bringing all of you to my Son.
Mary, Help of Sinners