Song 23 – Odes of Solomon
“The holy are happy. Who but they alone will wear joy? The elect wear grace. And who will be arrayed in grace but those who from the beginning have believed?
The elect wear love. And who will be arrayed in love but those who from the beginning have believed?
Walk in the knowledge of the Lord, and you will know the grace of the Lord of generosity, his exultation, and the perfection of his gnosis.
His thought was a letter, and his will descended from the skies, shot like an arrow violently released from its bow. Many hands rushed to the letter to catch it, take it, and read it, yet it slipped from their fingers, and they were terrified of it and its seal. They couldn’t loosen the seal, for the power of the seal was greater than they.
Others saw the letter and chased it, wondering where it would land and who might read it, who might hear it.
But a wheel caught the letter and rolled over it, and it stuck there, and it was a sign of the kingdom and realm. Everything moving near the wheel the wheel cut down, and it destroyed a multitude of enemies and bridged rivers and crossed over and uprooted forests, leaving a huge ditch.
As if a body were on the wheel, a head turned down to the feet. The wheel turned on the feet and on whatever struck it.
The letter commanded over all districts, and there appeared a head. It became the son of truth from the Father on high, who possessed all, and the thought of many became nothing and the apostates and seducers grew brave yet fled, and tormentors were blotted out.
The letter became a great tablet, a volume written with the finger of God. On it was the name of the Father and the son and the holy spirit, and their word of dominion forever.”
Consider the words of this song carefully as you consider Luke 24:44. Remember, an ode and a psalm are very similar in function. This, too, is written of me; not just the me you can see, but the living word of the Father sent to comfort, heal, and cure.