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The Pain that most transfixed Me on the Cross... 

was My ardent Thirst. 

I felt I was burning alive since all the vital humors had gone out through My Wounds, which were burning and wanted to quench, like many mouths, Their terrible Thirst. I just couldn't contain Myself anymore, so I shouted: ‘I Thirst!'

This ‘I Thirst’ remained... 

and is always in the act of saying: ‘I Thirst!' 

I never stop saying it. 

With My open Wounds, with My burnt Lips, I am always repeating: ‘I am burning—I Thirst! 

Please, Give Me a little drop of your love to soothe My ardent Thirst.'

[20.4.1938]