Eyes of the Heart Studio

Sacred Heart of Jesus

Medium: Coloured Pencil with Goldleaf

“Behold the Heart that has so loved men that it has spared nothing, even to exhausting and consuming Itself, in order to testify to Its love…”

~ Jesus to St. Margaret Mary Alacoque

Sacred Heart

(A poem by Adelaine)


You hold gallons of humanity

Of broken lives and miseries

In depths that drown the wells of sin

Immersing all in clemency.


Your Heart is not a reservoir

Retained for few and hidden far

From tainted beggars’ pleading reach

But torrents only choice can bar.


I seek no place to drink but here

Where Mercy’s window swallows fear

As Heaven’s curtain draws aside

While Love is pierced by heartless spear.


With every droplet of the Blood

That lands forsaken on Calvary’s mud

Let me paint praises to this Heart

That rains in pain a healing flood.


Your dewfall cleanses, making new

This soul whose stains put pain on You

Imploring now, by Mercy’s stroke

A heart that Love has torn in two.


No longer sealed upon its own

Enclosed instead on Mercy’s throne

Where living waters take and give

His heart hides mine within its home.

Devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus began with devotion to the five Wounds: the holes in His hands, His feet and His pierced heart. In the seventeenth century, St. Margaret Mary Alacoque, the “Apostle of the Sacred Heart” received visions of Jesus in which He spoke of His unrequited love for humanity and revealed the symbol of His Sacred Heart, asking her to make His goodness known to all. Jesus asked that the Feast of the Sacred Heart be celebrated each year on the Friday after Corpus Christi, in reparation for the ingratitude of men for the sacrifice He had made for them:

I feel this more than all that I suffered during My Passion. If only they would make Me some return for My Love, I should think but little of all I have done for them and would wish, were it possible, to suffer still more. But the sole return they make for all My eagerness to do them good is to reject Me and treat Me with coldness. Do you at least console Me by supplying for their ingratitude, as far as you are able.”


When we think of humanity as a whole, only a few of God’s children know the excess of His Merciful Love for us, the true character of His Heart. What a privilege it is to be among that chosen few! We see the hole in His Heart, out of which flowed blood and water as a fountain of mercy for us. We see the Cross planted in His Heart – the ignominious tree on which He hung to redeem His sons and daughters. We see the crown of thorns with which we crowned God – the derision He chose to suffer to save us from eternal fire. We see the flames of divine love clamouring to be spent. Beholding this Heart of Mercy, may the Holy Spirit lead us to return love for Love, consoling the One who is an abyss of consolation for all who draw near to Him.