Seven Times In Jordan

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"RESTORE OUR SIGHT!"
THE BLIND ONES CRIED
"GOD, HELP US TO SEE!"
ALL AROUND
THE PEOPLE STUMBLED
DIRTY KNEES
WANT 
HARM IS CALLED "OUR PATRON"
AND INJUSTICE, "FRIEND"
A GRAVE IMPLORES
SIN WATCHES MAN
A PIERCING HOWL 
PUTS DOOM IN SOULS

HUMANS YEARN
FOR VISIBLE PATHS
THE COST OF LIFE
ISN'T IN GOLD
MAN'S UNABLE 
TO INGRATIATE
ITS OLD SINS AWAY
A DONATION MADE 
PUT MANKIND 
INTO PURE LIGHT
A BLAZE OF GLORY
IGNITED THE LAND

IN CLAY VESSELS
FIRE ABIDES, UNEASY
PAIN BUILDS IN CLAY
AS WARMING DRIES IT
COALS UNDO
BY BURNING SIN'S WILL
ASHEN REMAINS DOUBT
EACH TREASONOUS CELL
MADE OF UGLINESS
GOD TO REMOVE 
OUR IMPURITIES
MY LAMP WANTS OIL 
BURNING WHITE HOT 
FROM IDEAL WARMTH 
ITS SHORT GLOW 
UNMASKS THE PLAN 
FROM THE FATHER

IMPERFECT LANDS
HUMBLED, SOILED 
WANDER GLOOMY TIME
SIN-GNAWING HUNGER
LEAD TO A SAVIOR
ALL YET TO KNOW SOLACE
NATURE'S CODA HENCE
DREAMS UNVEILED SOON 

EVENING IN BABYLON 
IS HIDDEN TO GLANCES
EACH SAY WRONG
GOD PROVES CHARACTER
BY INVITING FAITH 
IN MY SURRENDER 
ADDING LOVE
DECLARES AS A TABRET
GOD'S JOY 
MUSIC IS FOR ALL
LACK OF SIGHT
HAS NO BEARING ON RHYTHM
ONCE SHILOH DESCENDS



Total Letters: 882
Put Letters Into 18x49 Matrix



Subtext 1: HE ANSWERED AND SAID, A MAN THAT IS CALLED JESUS MADE CLAY, AND ANOINTED MINE EYES, AND SAID UNTO ME, GO TO THE POOL OF SILOAM, AND WASH: AND I WENT AND WASHED, AND I RECEIVED SIGHT. (John 9:11 KJV)

Image: 
- Cross
- Pelon (Greek for "Clay")







- Nipsai (Greek for "Wash")







Subtext 2: Column 6 from Gideon's Torch Matrix











































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