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that I believe that no other pleasures can be found, as many as
are those that one can find in one single word of Jesus.

The Voice of my Jesus is Immensely Powerful, it is Operative,
and in the very act in which He speaks, He already Operates
that which He says. Ah! yes, Beautiful is His mouth, but it

displays its beautiful Grace more in the act of His speaking,
while one can see those teeth so clear and so well arranged,

and His Breath of Love comes out, igniting, darting through,
consuming the heart. Beautiful are His hands, soft, white,
most delicate, with those fingers so artfully crafted and He
moves them with such Mastery, that it is an Enchantment.

O! how Beautiful You are all Beautiful, O my sweet Jesus!
What I have said of Your Beauty is nothing; rather, it seems to
me that I have said a destiny of nonsense but what can I do?

Forgive me, it is obedience that wants it so. By myself, I would
not have dared to say one word, knowing my insufficiency.

Now, while I was seeing Jesus in the appearance already

described, He sent me a Breath from His mouth, which invested
all of my soul; and it seemed that, with that Breath, Jesus was
drawing me after Himself, and I began to feel my soul going

out of my body. I really felt it go out from all parts from my
head, from my hands, and even from my feet. Since it was the
first time that this was happening to me, within myself I began
to say: “Now I die, the Lord has come to take me.” When I

saw myself out of the body, the soul had the same sensation of
the body with this difference: that the body contains flesh,

nerves and bones, while the soul does not it is a body of Light.

So I felt a fear within me, but Jesus continued to send
me that Breath, and told me: “If being deprived of Me gives
you so much pain, now come together with Me, for I want

to console you.” And so Jesus began His flight, and I began
mine, after Him; and we made our round through the whole
vault of the heavens. O! how beautiful it was to stroll together

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