human
I have preached to the people in vain about faith in Me. I need not preach to you, for a mother believes in her child. They will all testify against Me. Mother, do not believe them. Believe your child. And when the hour comes for Me to appear with outstretched arms, not on earth and not in heaven, believe then in your child. Be sure then that your carpenter has built the Kingdom of God. No, mother, do not weep; look up with bright eyes. Your day will be everlasting. The poor, those forsaken by every heaven, will pour out their woes to you, the blessed, the rich in grace! All the races of the earth will _praise_ you! He kissed her hair, He kissed her eyes, and sobbed Himself.
gpt
And now go, mother. My friends are waking. They must not see Me cast down.
human
Did you get some rest, Master?
gpt
Better rest than you had.