From the First Book of the Odes of Solomon,
Ode 1:
The Lord is upon my head like a crown,
and I will not be without him.
The crown of truth was braided for me
and caused your branches to bloom within me.
For it is not a barren crown that never blooms,
but you blossomed down upon me.
Your fruits are full and overflowing.
They are full of your salvation.
Those fruits given to us by the Lord are to be given first to those most near us. When they are not shared, the sources dries up, sours, diminishes. This can happen when one takes from another. Then one will be at war within oneself.
If this has happened to you. Repent. Make penance and pray for healing.
Ode 1:
The Lord is upon my head like a crown,
and I will not be without him.
The crown of truth was braided for me
and caused your branches to bloom within me.
For it is not a barren crown that never blooms,
but you blossomed down upon me.
Your fruits are full and overflowing.
They are full of your salvation.
Those fruits given to us by the Lord are to be given first to those most near us. When they are not shared, the sources dries up, sours, diminishes. This can happen when one takes from another. Then one will be at war within oneself.
If this has happened to you. Repent. Make penance and pray for healing.
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