I Am Like A Watchman

July 15, 1989

My Lord, come, lift me and
allow me to meet You.
Let Your Light shine on me,
I try not to forget Your statutes,
though the nooses of my persecutors
do not seem looser where I live
in this wilderness, but remembering
Your Presence in my heart,
I take courage, I rejoice at
Your Presence, Holy of Holies.

Vassula of My Sacred Heart, love Me, amend for those who do not, please My Sacred Heart and learn this little prayer:

O Sacred Heart of Jesus,
Restore my soul,
Hide my heart into Your Sacred Heart,
so that I may live amen

devote this prayer to My Sacred Heart;

daughter, your toiling will not be in vain; Ah, My remnant, never cease praying, never cease looking at Me, fix your eyes on Me, have Me always Present in your mind for I Am Holy, Holy, Holy your persecutors, My child, are My persecutors as well, they are those who come by night into My Vineyard to destroy It, but do not fear, I am like a watchman on guard against those prowlers, I shall allow no man touch the fruits of My Vineyard