A stream came out from the Temple threshold.
And flowed eastwards.
Everything is put on hold.
To the east then our sight turns towards.
From the temple flowed from sacrifice .
Both blood and water.
Now there is a new bloodless sacrifice .
An innocent lamb put to the slaughter.
The stream of love, I see.
Gets wider and wider
Until it meets the sea.
Its plaintiff song louder and louder.
Wherever the water flows all creatures will live.
And we ourselves will thrive .
……..
A new sacrifice
Is with all of us always
Of love not of blood
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See Ezekiel 47 : 1-9 , 12