Song 28 – Response
Today, I’m presenting another poem from the Odes of Solomon. This is as relevant today as it was “yesterday.” If you’re seeing this for the first time, please check out my media page for videos related to this apocalypse of spiritual truth.
“They marveled at me because I was persecuted. They supposed me swallowed up. To them I seemed lost. My oppression was my salvation!
They scorned me because I was in no anger. Because I did good, I was hated. They surrounded me like mad dogs who stupidly attack their masters.
Their thought is corrupt, their mind perverted. I carried water in my right hand. With sweetness I endured the bitter.
I didn’t perish. I wasn’t their brother. My birth was other. They sought my death; they failed. Those who came later tried to destroy the memory of him before them.
No one foretells the thought from the one in the sky.
His heart surpasses wisdom.”
Odes of Solomon
