(Jesus said to his Apostles)
"Marvel not that I said unto thee... 'Ye' MUST be born AGAIN.(reincarnated)
Being Born AGAIN(reincarnated)... not of corruptible seed... but incorruptible.
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And 'AGAIN' when... 'He' bringeth in the 'Firstbegotten' into the World.
He saith, "And let all the Angels of God worship...'Him'.
But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the Angels of Heaven,
but... my Father only.
Psalm33:3 (King David)
Sing unto 'Him'a 'New Song'.
Play 'SKILLFULLY'..... with a 'LOUD NOISE'.
"I took my place in the midst of the world, and I appeared to them in flesh.
I found all of them intoxicated; I found none of them thirsty.
And my soul became afflicted for the sons of men, because they are blind in their hearts
and do not have sight; for empty they came into the world,
and empty too they seek to leave the world. But for the moment they are intoxicated.
When they shake off their wine, then they will repent."
"It is impossible for a man to mount two horses or to stretch two bows.
And it is impossible for a servant to serve two masters;
otherwise, he will honor the one and treat the other contemptuously.
No man drinks old wine and immediately desires to drink new wine.
And new wine is not put into old wineskins, lest they burst;
nor is old wine put into a new wineskin, lest it spoil it.
An old patch is not sewn onto a new garment, because a tear would result."
And 'they' sung a 'New Song'.
Saying... "Thou art worthy to take 'The Book'...
and to open the 'Seals' thereof... for thou wast slain...
and has redeemed 'Us' to God...
by thy blood out of every Kindred... and Tongue... and People...
"New Song" by The Who (Who are you? album)
"You need a new song.
I'll set the words up so they tear right at your soul.
Don't take me too long... but there's a danger that I'll plagiarize something old.
My fingers kill me as I play my guitar...
'cause I've been chewing down at my nails.
My hairline ain't exactly Superstar.
But there's one trick that never fails... this never fails.
I write the same old song with a few new lines...
and everybody wants to cheer it.
I write the same old song... you heard a good few times.
Admit you really want to hear it.
Whenever I see you... you always treat me like I'm some kind of perfect man.
Just 'cause I please you.
You explain... but you don't think I can understand.
My head is spinning... as I scrawl with my pen.
'Cause I've been pouring vodka in my soul.
Nothing ever changes my friend.
New lamps for old... new lamps for old.
We sing the same old song... just like a vintage car.
You can look... but you won't ever drive it.
We drink the same old wine... from a brand new jar.
We get hung over... but we always survive it.
Turn on the radio... Love is proclaimed.
Again... and again... and again.
Join in and sing... now don't be ashamed.
Let it rain... let it rain.... let it rain.
Let it rain... let it rain... let it rain.
Let it rain... let it rain.
We hum the same old lines... to a different crowd.
And everybody wants to cheer it.
We run on endless time... to reach a higher cloud.
But we never ever seem to get near it.
We sing the same old song."
Godlike Ones of the Lofty Elim of Knowledge
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Then He said... "To what shall we 'liken' the Kingdom of God?
Or with what 'Parable' shall we 'Picture' it?
Sing unto 'Him' a new song;
Play Skillfully... with a Loud Noise.
He set singers before the altar...that by
their Voices they might make sweet melody.
And daily sing praises in their songs.