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WINE OF SPIRIT OUTPOURING BY A SANGUINE GOD'S STRIPES IN BODY FOR MY SIN, WHEEZING TO COMMAND MY ASH TO LIGHTS SIN-BORN MISERY LEFT A MARK BY THE PAIN OF HIS OLD CROSS SCAR LEFT ON PALMS OF GLORY CROWN OF ANGUISH, SIN & LOSS  PLEAS OF PRAYER TO A FATHER  ALOUD SO THEY GET TO HIS EAR  AS A SON THOUGHT OF HIS CALL  TEAR THE SABLE WOOL OF FEAR  PERFECT JESUS, HE TO SUFFER OF A ROOT MADE FROM HIS FORM A HELP PINNED TO PINEY LOGS A GEM ETERNAL MET THE SCORN  RAIN OF DOUBT, YET HE EKES ON  'TIL THE SACRIFICE OF LAMBS HELD FROM TOMB AT HOLY HOUR EL DE'OT'S OWN ROARED FOR I AM  HE'D STOOD FIRMLY ERE A TURN  AS A GOAT TO RISEN GOD IN MAN  Total Letters: 484 Put Letters Into 22x22 Matrix Subtext: MY GOD, MY GOD, WHY HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME? WHY ART THOU SO FAR FROM HELPING ME, AND FROM THE WORDS OF MY ROARING? (Psalm 22:1)