Mark 12: 3 And they caught him, and beat him, and sent him away empty.
A Tally of Rays
Earthbound glory I feel its touch
Radiance beholden me
Worthwhile fury I know too much
Credence to freely be
Knocking on my fastened door
Besieged my inner plan
Darkened naught forever more
Bequeathed me with its stand
Every facet of the brilliant Light
Beckoned my internal pleas
Constant in its goal to find
I reckon to appease
I shine amid mere mortal beings
Sanctity at its best
A vacancy there no longer exist
Iniquity is laid to rest.
Matt. 4: 16 The people which sat in darkness saw great light; and to them which sat in the region and shadow of death light is sprung up.