Golgotha In Sinai
Listen, I speak of the odyssey of Sinai, I speak of the mystery of the mountain undefined. Our Golgotha of salvation. I speak of the cross. what a privilege it is for the carver, he built the cross befitting his sins.
Listen-Again , I speak of the odyssey of Sinai, the mystery in the controversy of his persecution. He made no refute, he sought no refuge, he did not deny yet he was denied. The kiss and the cock at 3. They thrust the lance, the water from his side brought healing , it is in giving that we are forgiven, the mystery of Sinai revealed.
Again I say Listen, his cloths were thorn and cast for lot, the cloths in the high place tore to door mot. you see, he’s the gateway of truth and pathway of salvation. Sinai’s odyssey. The earth stood still.Death obeys.
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