THE PROPHET
But if I say, “I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name,” his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.
Be ever hearing, but never understanding; be ever seeing, but never perceiving.
Blessed are you when people hate you, when they exclude you and insult you and reject your name as evil, because of the Son of Man.