Vintage of Glory

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THE GROOM AWAITED THE DAY OF DESCENT
TO WED AS SAVIOR A REMNANT HE CHOSE
GLEANINGS FROM NATIONS, FRUIT OF HARVEST
ALL TOGETHER AT THE CLOSE 
OF THE AGE, FOR A SABBATH
EARTH TO REST AGAIN IN HIS CARE
JERUSALEM A LAMP OF GLORY 
TO MEN WHO LOVE ITS BURNISH'D AIR

LOVE'S THEME STIRS IN TIME
TO REMAKE MEN'S GOD-HUNGRY ILLS
CAME UNTO FAMILY RAISED IN SUFF'RING
ABLY WAS SPARED BY LOVE ENFILL'D

SEE A JOLT OF SHOCK FOR WINE
IT WAS KEPT UNTIL CANA'S HAD GONE
GOD HAD PLACED HIM THERE TO BE
A SHOW OF PURITY, SPARING MAN'S WRONGS

GROUPS OF STONES GLOW FROM FIRE 
SEEN IN THE HEAVEN SO CHRIST IS KNOWN
OH JESUS, PURE AND HOLY
STOP SIN SO AS TO DRAW EDEN HOME

AT EVEN WE FADE, A HAVEN IS WAITING
A PLACE LIT BY WISDOM OF LOVE
TIME WHIRLS ON TO ITS ZENITH
TO TAKE US FAR PAST ABOVE
THERE YOUR HURT & PAIN WILL DIE
BURDENS & SHAME TO BE SHED
SO OUR MASTER AND THE CROWNS 
CAN BE REVEALED AS THE BRIDE IS WED

WHY THE SIGHS, IT WON'T BE LONG
WHILST WE'RE IN GARMENTS OF WOOL
SOON WE'LL BE RECEIVING THE LINENS 
THAT GOD HAS PROMISED HIS PEOPLE IN FULL
IN THE COURT OF GLORY THE SON
WILL GET THE SCEPTRE AND BECOME
THE RULER OF HEAVEN'S AGE TO COME 



Total Letters: 882
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Subtext 1: JESUS SAITH UNTO THEM, FILL THE WATERPOTS WITH WATER. AND THEY FILLED THEM UP TO THE BRIM (John 2:7).

Subtext 2: Column 1 from Gideon's Torch Matrix


























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  1. UnknownDecember 18, 2020 at 7:25 PM

    Really intricate. It took a few moments to see the subtext, but it's there.

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