Full of Eyes

Our curse becomes His holy crown, Our flesh becomes His own, Our ruined rags of royalty In mockery are thrown O’er bleeding shoulders that will bear Our hell in hewen wood. Yea, here is every one of us Crushed ‘neath a damning doom: Behold, naked humanity Behold the Man—our God.

“What will they think?" "What will they see?" "What will their eyes deem me to be?” My child, their eyes Are not your mirror Look unto me and have no fear— You are who I see you to be As I, in love, reign from the Tree. /// Description @ instagram.com/fullofeyes

What does he see, what does he know That he, without a sound, Should rest his blade upon this Mount Where Isaac once was bound? /// A poem and visual exegesis for 2 Chronicles 3:1 Read the whole poem at instagram.com/fullofeyes

All Nations in His Sovereign Hand, All wills will will as He Has planned — These words are dark, a Mystery, Yet every turn of History Is turned by Him whom bears all things And wears the scars, the King of kings. Visual Exegesis of Isaiah 10:5,15

The Wrath of God, by God full borne, Hell burning in His Blood. The Flesh of God, a riven veil-- My God! In this is Love.

Daniel 3:8-25 /// So gaze into the Furnace, friend, the crucible of woe Behold that Godforsaken place, the Exile of our soul. And yet, behold their in the depths of mortal agony, The myst’ry of the Sacred Heart—our eucatastrophe. Read the full poem at instagram.com/fullofeyes

Piercing through our every veil Sev’ring our control The Word, the Judge of every heart, Bleeds fire into our soul —And burns us whole. /// Picture # 1,093 | For more, see instagram.com/fullofeyes

The Church, the Body of the Lord The Pure and Spotless Bride, Is bound to Him who bears all things And births Her from His Side /// A visual exegesis of Col. 1:18 For more see instagram.com/fullofeyes

Fall Fire, through whom the Offering of God to God is made, Fall and in flames illuminate His Flesh--in us displayed. /// For Pentecost Sunday (Originally shared, Nov. 2018)

Old Death by Love’s own death is slain And Death, by Love, is made To safely bring Beloved Ones Through death to Love’s embrace. /// A visual exegesis on Romans 8:38-39 / for more, see instagram.com/fullofeyes

Ah, human flesh, by humans torn, Kin turned ‘gainst kin to death, This is the story of our race— Hell compassed in our breast. Yet here is One who gathers all Our red atrocities To bear them in Love’s Suffering And is Himself our Peace. For description: instagram.com/fullofeyes

Laments the Weary Soul: “O God, my efforts were in vain And empty all my years!” Declares the Risen Lord: “Not so, Dear Heart—I Am Myself The Harvest of your Tears. Visual Exegesis # 1039 / Isaiah 49:3-4

Christopher Powers (M.A.P.B.S. ’16) recently shared how his Bethlehem education equipped him to minister to the global church through visual exegetical art at @FullofEyesFilms. Learn more about visual exegesis here or through the link in bio: bcsmn.edu/visual-exegesi…

Amid the splint’ring of our Peace Before the teeth of Death, We look to Him who, crowned with Joy, Bears Death within His Flesh And makes of it a song of praise To God the Three in One, Our Refuge, our Unfailing Hope— The Slain and Risen Son. A visual exegesis of Hebrews 2:8-9

O you who with a falt’ring faith Are pressed on every side Take heart, turn back, you will not fall ‘twas for your faith I died. Yea, that for which I spill my blood I surely will sustain— What in your flesh now seems as death Will glorify my Name.

The Devil as a Lion roars In search of fainting prey But we, by faith, are hidden fast Within the Rock on whom we cast Our life and soul, Who will at last Bring us to Endless Day /// 1 Peter 5:8-9 -- for more, see instagram.com/fullofeyes

The iron nail, as Serpent’s fang, Tore through that Flesh most frail Yet in that piercing Heaven sang For God, O’er Death, prevailed. /// Three takes on Genesis 3:15 (and Heb. 2:14) from 2019, 2017, and 2014 respectively.