Then your light shall break forth like the dawn,
    and your healing shall spring up quickly;
your vindicator shall go before you,
    the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard.
Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer;
    you shall cry for help, and he will say, Here I am.

Light sluices light: light ladles light a pink laser slicing into brain matter. Light logs and legs its length into the break, a braying breeze, and its abundance bowies bodies. Light breathes forth dawn, a diving divide that dresses the divine.

Healing harts a leap forward to its doe, a doctor dramming doves. Healing hares a jump jubilee hoeing and hoping harvest. Heal and spring spirit upward. Heal and sprint sophia skyward. Quickly she crowns the quick and the dead, saints shining from sheol.

The vindicator vaults vision and visits the virtual view. The vindicator dips into baptism and vines the vanguard. She vars vengeance the sword swiped in Ben’s blood, and she severs father from sin.

Glory in gems: glory in gold, the clear grass that grows glass and genders. The glory krystals kavod, keystone and cornerstone in creation. Glory guards and generates generous jewels, the gate that grasps at God.

Call and cry to Christ catapulted into crucifixion. Cross cribs the call, and Adonai answers with the hammer and awl. Follow after this flesh forsaken, the I Am Before Abraham, and help hoists the blood raining from her pierced side.

Is not this the fast that I choose:
    to loose the bonds of injustice,
    to undo the thongs of the yoke,
to let the oppressed go free,
    and to break every yoke?
Is it not to share your bread with the hungry,
    and bring the homeless poor into your house;
when you see the naked, to cover them,
    and not to hide yourself from your own kin?

Fast to the flesh, to the fact and failure of bodies embodied, and bodies always intend incarnation. Body interacts and interprets incarnation, a body of Christ as my body, strange and queer dissolving the disorder ordering boundaries and light’s limitation. Hold fast to the body: let light penetrate and pierce as new wounds into womb, the side that birthed the church.

Loose the bonds of injustice: loose the layers and labor that fetter flesh, and chain christs to corners, for the one rejected reunites with the keystone. Batter the bonds: bow the bind until they break, breaching burnt breath between. Let justice become a jubilee, a rejoicing hosanna harvestered in the streets.

Undo the thongs of the yoke: undo the destitute desert designed to displace: the dirty dog is Christ, an immigrant incarnation, abandoned to abbadon abbeying apocalypse. The thongs twine around the throat and choke: release and relieve and yield to the Yahweh’s yoke.

Let the oppressed go free: free this flesh and flash oppression into the foundry fire. Fold and file into new foundation and new formation, a Jerusalem and Heavens glimmering transparent topaz and gold. Flesh is freedom: flesh forsakes not flesh but beholds it face to face.

Share your bread with the hungry: break bread of the eucharist not only with church but community. Bread and braid communion, the blessed bounty, and share in the spirit of salvation. Share Son of Man with men, hummus for humanity.

Bring the homeless poor into your house: hope in absolute hospitality, and as a hospital, anoint with oil and bind with balm their wounds. Hail the homeless, crown them with olive branches and wedding circlets and celebrate the addition to your family.

See the naked to cover them: seek and walk backwards covering the nudity of your husbandman. Hate not the vine or vineyard, but bless it in vision, and in these skins cover as a covenant of circumcision this blood and brutality. Atone for sins through crucifixion.

Not to hide from your own kin: hide not your own queerness, a queen for the sensuality of Kindred. Be in spirit to your siblings, gay and faithful with friends and enemies, heaping hot coals upon their heads with kinderness and tenderness.

Let us also go, that we may die with him

Let light lay as lightning not lightly. Let light loose and look, the light of the World and Word. Light lifts life and the life leads light to light, a sharing star.

Us also unctions: us also intimates unity, an annointing. Us ounces universal, the master matter and materia that emerges from the oil, chrism from Christian.

We may winter to the Word, and may we withstand the wind that winds nowhere and everywhere. We meet Woman midway, a enwrapped wilderness of the warp.

Die with him and die with her: die Christ to Christian, a spiritual martyr. In death, doom to depths, a descent to Tartarus. Die and resurrect.

He who oppresses the poor reproaches his Maker, But he who honors Him has mercy on the needy

He who hosts: he who harbinges Benjamin, and Ben as Son of Man books human. He human and he hummus hastens to hospitality. He helper and he hospice humbles to the cross hanging.

Oppress over the coals, and coals compress to concrete carbon oiling fire on their heads. Oppress onto the Other, and Other ores ontological, a material mattressing mineral and matter.

Reproach the Maker and receive retribution, burly brimstone bombing and vandalizing vision. Reproach the Creator and reveal apocalyptic anamnesis, a remembering of the deluge covenant that still threatens.

He Who Honors hearkens to the Holy, Holy, Holy, a heavenly haven that redeems even the hell sent. He Who Honors halves violence, even soothing the vitriol spewed by those who hate.

Mercy on the needy multiplies the peer to people, a home humanity. Human happens to human, and mercy mothers: mercy makes merry, a gnosis to the thirsting needy. Meet the needy: meet the needs.

Behold, this was the iniquity of thy sister Sodom, pride, fulness of bread, and abundance of idleness was in her and in her daughters, neither did she strengthen the hand of the poor and needy.

Behold, the Beast: Beast from Land and Beast from Sea, hulking with horns of a lamb. The horns hover hiking the hold, a hypocrite cooking chaos. I crook chaoskampf, the choice of the Cross, baring baphomet and behemoth, seven hills surrounding.

Iniquity inks and initiates an ingratiating landscape, scathing and scaphing. Incarnation integrates iniquity and inquiry and transforms through Tabor, a transfiguration.

Sister Sodom sums a secret saint. Sister Sodom swims to Solomon, a song and son sired through sin, and my sin reforms and redeems red through purgatory. My sister severs the seer of stars, and I sync skyward.

Fulness of Bread faults at the binge buldging. The fat faints at the fatherless: the fat folds at the widows, and bread breathes the bows breaking arrows. Bread vomits the vision of bastards and deserted.

Abundance of idleness alcoves absence. Abundance anchors abhorrence of the alien. Idleness dusts disaster. Idleness digs the shell of sheol.

Strengthen the hand of the homeless. Strengthen the hearth of the hearty. Strengthen the host with healing. I heal and cannot heal: I nurse and cannot nurse, but ghosts gather at the future graves of the greedy. Holy Ghost gives generations to the poor and needy, and the Paraclete provides through persons, each carrying a cross after Christ.

Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed and bless the burden of the Vision of Yahweh: be a burden and bear the burden, a witness of Woman and Women. Build with bricks new foundation, the ever-living fount flowing New Jerusalem.

The persecuted page and play the prayer, the poor pinging the picture and image of the incarnation. The persecuted punge pain, suffering servants who stretch their stripes for my sin.

Righteousness reveals the Rock: righteousness revels in the Revelation. Righteousness rips as rivulets, ranking abyss against abyss, and for his sake, she shakes the sheet of salvation.

Kingdom calls crystal and krystal: Kingdom cups the blood from crossroads and crucifixion. Carry the cross: all crosses cling to the clearing of the Kingdom. Cleave to the cross: all crosses keep the wounds Word to her Woman.

Heaven holds hood and holy, the helping of hooves across. Heaven hinds her and him, the donkey and colt to hosannas. Hail hells and heavens, the sacred marriage: holy rood and row rolling descent and ascension.