Full of Eyes

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A poem for an 8 year old picture --> https://t.co/Xy6eYR0t7V

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Here’s a poetic meditation on the first chapter of John’s Gospel incorporating the unique symbolic perspectives of the Ox: The Altar, the East, the Feet, Sunrise, Movement toward Death / Exile, War and Sword: https://t.co/FaaXJ8KO04

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May legs of flesh and every crutch by which we feel control
To rest within our mortal hands be stripped and leave our soul
Cast wholly on the Risen One who bears us up in death
And breathes into our dying lungs His life as burning breath. /// 2 Corinthians 1:9

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Tyler Joseph Sings as Jesus | Twenty One Pilots | #shorts #anime #animation https://t.co/Z1o5efzYkp via @YouTube

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Isaiah 8:12-13, “Do not fear what they fear, nor be in dread. But YHWH of Hosts, Him you shall honor as holy. Let Him be your fear, and let Him be your dread.”
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The Bestial pow'rs of the Earth
Raised up in tyranny
Against the High and Holy One
Are vanquished on the Tree.

The Tree, wherepon the Son of Man
Appears in glory throned:
True Adam--Man of Heaven born--
Now gathers Adam Home.

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The feet of God are pierce'ed through
By iron fangs,
And trampling down the Ancient Foe
The Savior hangs
In vict'ry over all the world--
Forever reign.
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Two versions of a visual exegesis of Genesis 3:15, the first from 2014, the second from 2017.

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Gen 2:23, "This, at last, is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh…"
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At last, at last, you are my own,
At last, through blood and death,
At last I, rising, ransom you—
My Breath, my Bone, my Flesh.

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[4/4]

And all the cosmos He bestows
As her blood-woven gown,
So all, in her, is reconciled
As she, in Him, is found.

Now all in her, and she in Him,
And He Himself is raised
Forever on the altar-throne
As Eucharist of praise.

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RESURRECTION SUNDAY - 2026

[1/4]

O, Grieving Tree, O Tree of Life,
O, Tree in Eden bound
Beyond the burning sword of Death
Where ne’er your fruit was found—
Rejoice! For one of Adam’s race
Ascends now to your height
Rejoice! For He your Harvest is
And He your Fruit of Life.

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[3/4]

All those who mourn, All grieving ones,
O, lift your eyes and see
The reaping of your weeping years,
Death’s Eucatastrophe!

For now our godforsaken race
And all its tear-torn life
By God is borne and lifted up
As His beloved Bride!

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[4/4]

O, see and take and eat the feast
And know the King Divine,
Who spreads a table in our death—
Sheol, His House of Wine.

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HOLY SATURDAY - 2026

[1/4]

O, Tree upon Golgotha’s height,
Did your long-fathers know
That one among their sylvan seed
Should ferry God below—
Below the waking world of men
Below the barren earth
Where dreaming shades in silence wait
The promise of their birth?

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[3/4]

Then God, as Man, doth Him recline
Beside her curse’ed flesh
As myrrh and nard and frankincense
Fill all that House of Death.

And now the Tomb is Paradise,
And Eden whelms the Grave
For here the Bread and Wine of God
One flesh with ours is made.

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[4/4]

To raise her as one newly born
And, from His pierce’ed side,
To wash her of her birthing blood
As His beloved Bride.

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GOOD FRIDAY - 2026

[1/4]

O, Cross—cruel Tree of agony;
O, Cross—Gallows of God;
O, Cross—Rack of the Trinity;
O, Cross, upon thy rod
Of hewen wood doth hang the Lord
Who hung the burnings stars,
While hands that formed our mortal race
Now wear our damn’ed scars.

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[3/4]

O Cherubim and Seraphim,
O Rims of Wheeling Eyes,
Bow down before the King of kings
Who triumphs in the skies!

Who triumphs o’er the ancient fiend,
The Serpent midst the trees,
Who triumphs o’er our mortal fate
To raise accursed Eve.