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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;update&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo Courtesy of Jordan Peterson and Pearry Green.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;#039;&amp;#039;One morning I got up and went up in Sabino Canyon; it&amp;#039;s a great rugged high mountains. And I&amp;#039;d went up in there, and there was a little foot trail after you lead off--go on up into Lemmon Mountain which is a thirty mile walk, and there about thirty foot of snow up there.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;So, up in the mountain real early before day, going up through this little foot trail, rolling rocks along, I felt led to turn this a-way. And I turned and went up into some great jagged rocks, oh, my, hundreds of feet high. And I knelt down between those rocks...&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;...And I had my hands out, and all at once something hit my hand. I don&amp;#039;t know. I can&amp;#039;t say. Did I go to sleep? I don&amp;#039;t know. Did I go into a trance? I don&amp;#039;t know. Was it a vision? I can&amp;#039;t tell you. Only thing I can say is when I... Just the same thing like them Angels was. And it struck my hand, and I looked, and it was a sword, and it had pearl handles, real pretty; and had a guard over it with gold, and the blade looked like, something like a chrome, like silver, only it was real shiny. And it was so feather-edge sharp, Oh, my. And I thought, &amp;quot;Isn&amp;#039;t that the prettiest thing?&amp;quot; just fit my hand. I thought, &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s awful pretty.&amp;quot; But I said, &amp;quot;Hey, I&amp;#039;m always &amp;#039;fraid of them things&amp;quot;--a sword. And I thought, &amp;quot;What will I do with that?&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;And just then a voice shook down through there that rocked the rocks, said, &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s the Sword of the King.&amp;quot; And then I come out of it. &amp;quot;The Sword of the King...&amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Now, if it said, &amp;quot;a Sword of a King...&amp;quot; but it said, &amp;quot;The Sword of the King,&amp;quot; and there&amp;#039;s only one &amp;quot;the King,&amp;quot; and that&amp;#039;s God. and He has one Sword; that&amp;#039;s His Word, what I live by. And so help me, God, standing over His holy desk here with this holy Word laying here, It&amp;#039;s the Word. Amen.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:Sermon: Seventh Seal, Jeffersonville, Indiana, March 24, 1963.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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