It Is God The Only Son, Who Is Close To The Father's Heart

“And it came to pass, when the sun did arise, that God prepared a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and wished in himself to die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live.” (Jonah 4:8, KJV)
The First approached the elephant, and happening to fall against his broad and study side, at once began to bawl; God bless me! But the elephant is very like a wall!
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
And now, thou who hatest insolence; thou who dost abound in mercy; thou who art the protector of all things; appear quickly to those of the race of Israel, who are insulted by abhorred, lawless gentiles. (3 Maccabees 6:9 Brenton)
Minimalist Photography Style Style Transfer Example
bicyle resting against a wall
animal standing in natural pose
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
“And then shall that Wicked be revealed, whom the Lord shall consume with the spirit of his mouth, and shall destroy with the brightness of his coming: Even him, whose coming is after the working of Satan with all power and signs and lying wonders, And with all deceivableness of unrighteousness in them that perish; because they received not the love of the truth, that they might be saved. And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie:” (2 Thessalonians 2:8-11, KJV)
A candid, tender photograph of a person lying sick in a dimly lit, cozy bedroom, buried under a heavy quilt with only their pale face showing, eyes closed in sleep. Tissues and medicine bottles clutter a bedside table. Curled tightly against their chest is a fluffy calico cat that has a pair of detailed, feathered angel wings folded against its back. The cat is asleep too. Soft, natural light streams from a window to the left. Film grain.
A candid, tender photograph of a person lying sick in a dimly lit, cozy bedroom, buried under a heavy quilt with only their pale face showing, eyes closed in sleep. Tissues and medicine bottles clutter a bedside table. Curled tightly against their chest is a fluffy calico cat that has a pair of small, detailed, feathered angel wings folded against its back. The cat is asleep too. Soft, natural light streams from a window to the left. Film grain.
wide landscape with natural scenery
Watercolor Painting Art Style, a delicate yet vibrant Red Admiral butterfly with its wings fully open, showcasing its striking black, orange, and white patterns, gently resting against the textured, pale white bark of an aspen tree. The tree stands in a lower elevation scene, overlooking a serene stream whose water reflects the soft autumn light. Surrounding the butterfly are lush, colorful fall flowers arranged like a charming garden, in hues of deep red, golden yellow, and rustic orange, with hints of green foliage. The overall scene is bathed in soft, clear autumn light, creating a peaceful, luminous, and artistic atmosphere with beautiful color transitions. Focus on the delicate translucency of the butterfly's wings, the subtle nuances of the aspen bark, and the blended, rich tones of the fall garden and stream.
“Doth the plowman plow all day to sow? doth he open and break the clods of his ground? When he hath made plain the face thereof, doth he not cast abroad the fitches, and scatter the cummin, and cast in the principal wheat and the appointed barley and the rie in their place? For his God doth instruct him to discretion, and doth teach him. For the fitches are not threshed with a threshing instrument, neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin; but the fitches are beaten out with a staff, and the cummin with a rod. Bread corn is bruised; because he will not ever be threshing it, nor break it with the wheel of his cart, nor bruise it with his horsemen. This also cometh forth from the LORD of hosts, which is wonderful in counsel, and excellent in working.” (Isaiah 28:24-29, KJV)
The first approached the elephant and happening to fall against his broad and study side at once began to bawl, God bless me but the elephant is very like a wall. Show a blind man falling against the side of the elephant.
It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman and in a wide house.
Golden Age Storybook Illustration Style, Rich Watercolor and Ink, Detailed Textures. A narrative scene capturing the tense moment of realization outside a rugged, dark cave entrance hidden among dry rocks and gnarled roots. The Fox and the Evidence: In the bright, sunlit foreground, a clever, reddish-orange fox sits alertly on its haunches, a safe distance from the cave mouth. Its head is tilted, looking intently at the dusty ground. The dirt path leading directly into the dark cave is a chaotic, heavily trampled mess of hundreds of distinct footprints—deer hooves, rabbit paws, badger claws—all pointing inward. Crucially, the dusty ground leading away from the cave is completely smooth and untouched by return tracks. The Lion and the Den: The cave entrance is a gaping maw of deep shadow. Deep within the darkness, only the faint, glowing yellow eyes and the vague, gaunt outline of the old lion lying in wait are visible, watching the fox intently. The contrast between the warm sunlight outside and the cold darkness inside is sharp.
serene landscape with mountains and water
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
“For the end, a Psalm of David, concerning her that inherits. Hearken to my words, O Lord, attend to my cry. Attend to the voice of my supplication, my King, and my God: for to thee, O Lord, will I pray. In the morning thou shalt hear my voice: in the morning will I wait upon thee, and will look up.” (Psalms 5:1-3, Brenton)
It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman and in a wide house.
It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman and in a wide house.
Children playing in a garden
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
“Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah. There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.” (Psalms 46:2-5, KJV)
It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman and in a wide house.
rt Style: Cinematic Fantasy Concept Art with mystical sci-fi elements. High contrast lighting, emphasizing texture and impending action. The atmosphere is heavy and tense. The Subject: The woman with the incredibly long, fiery red hair. Her hair is whipping wildly in the wind, already beginning to crackle with static copper energy, anticipating the release of power. Her expression is determined and focused as she looks toward an oncoming threat. The Cloak (Pre-Transformation State): She is standing firm against a gale, clutching a massive, voluminous cloak wrapped tightly around her body. Material Appearance: The cloak is currently heavy, physical fabric—a dark, iridescent weave that looks like ancient, armored wool interwoven with metallic fibers. It is whipped violently by the wind. Signs of Activation: It hasn't turned into a force field yet, but it is about to. The metallic threads throughout the weave and the intricate patterns along the heavy hem are beginning to glow intensely with pulsing amber, gold, and electric blue light. The air around the fabric is shimmering with heat and contained power. The Environment & Threat: She is standing unprotected in a rugged, dark canyon landscape. A massive wall of chaotic dust, debris, and shadowy, indistinct shapes is rushing towards her from the middle distance, seconds away from overwhelming her location. The impending impact emphasizes why she is about to activate the cloak.
The Dagda, powerful Celtic god, standing with a massive, muscular horse at his side. Earthy robes, bronze and gold torc, long dark hair, commanding presence. Horses moving in the background like living wealth of the land. Misty forest or rolling hills, dawn light piercing fog, mythic realism, cinematic Celtic fantasy, raw authority, natural textures.
“The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him: But his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob; (from thence is the shepherd, the stone of Israel:)” (Genesis 49:23-24, KJV)
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
Create without words John 4:14 (KJV) 14 But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.
Without using words create “Doth the plowman plow all day to sow? doth he open and break the clods of his ground? When he hath made plain the face thereof, doth he not cast abroad the fitches, and scatter the cummin, and cast in the principal wheat and the appointed barley and the rie in their place? For his God doth instruct him to discretion, and doth teach him. For the fitches are not threshed with a threshing instrument, neither is a cart wheel turned about upon the cummin; but the fitches are beaten out with a staff, and the cummin with a rod. Bread corn is bruised; because he will not ever be threshing it, nor break it with the wheel of his cart, nor bruise it with his horsemen. This also cometh forth from the LORD of hosts, which is wonderful in counsel, and excellent in working.” (Isaiah 28:24-29, KJV)
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
Victorian Oil Painting Art Style, Historical Digital Art Style, a rich and detailed full-body portrait of the famous giantess Anna Swan standing in the center of a lavish, gaslit exhibition hall at P.T. Barnum's American Museum in the 1860s. She is towering over the surrounding crowd of average-sized gentlemen in top hats and ladies in bonnets, whose heads only reach her waistline; they look up at her with expressions of awe and curiosity. Anna is dressed with immense dignity in a fashionable, expansive Victorian silk gown with a crinoline hoop skirt, tailored bodice, and lace trim. Her face is gentle, intelligent, and composed. The background is crowded with heavy red velvet drapery, gilded architectural details, curiosities in glass cases, and painted circus banners faintly visible. The lighting is warm, dramatic gaslight, creating deep shadows and highlighting the rich fabrics and the incredible scale of Anna Swan compared to her environment.
Victorian Oil Painting Art Style, Historical Digital Art Style, a rich and detailed full-body portrait of the famous giantess Anna Swan standing in the center of a lavish, gaslit exhibition hall at P.T. Barnum's American Museum in the 1860s. She is towering over the surrounding crowd of average-sized gentlemen in top hats and ladies in bonnets, whose heads only reach her waistline; they look up at her with expressions of awe and curiosity. Anna is dressed with immense dignity in a fashionable, expansive Victorian silk gown with a crinoline hoop skirt, tailored bodice, and lace trim. Her face is gentle, intelligent, and composed. The background is crowded with heavy red velvet drapery, gilded architectural details, curiosities in glass cases, and painted circus banners faintly visible. The lighting is warm, dramatic gaslight, creating deep shadows and highlighting the rich fabrics and the incredible scale of Anna Swan compared to her environment.
Victorian Oil Painting Art Style, Historical Digital Art Style, a rich and detailed full-body portrait of the famous giantess Anna Swan standing in the center of a lavish, gaslit exhibition hall at P.T. Barnum's American Museum in the 1860s. She is towering over the surrounding crowd of average-sized gentlemen in top hats and ladies in bonnets, whose heads only reach her waistline; they look up at her with expressions of awe and curiosity. Anna is dressed with immense dignity in a fashionable, expansive Victorian silk gown with a crinoline hoop skirt, tailored bodice, and lace trim. Her face is gentle, intelligent, and composed. The background is crowded with heavy red velvet drapery, gilded architectural details, curiosities in glass cases, and painted circus banners faintly visible. The lighting is warm, dramatic gaslight, creating deep shadows and highlighting the rich fabrics and the incredible scale of Anna Swan compared to her environment.
And the sons of Jacob returned and came to Tapnach, to take away the spoil of Tapnach, and when they came to Tapnach they heard that the people of Arbelan had gone out to meet them to save the spoil of their brethren, and the sons of Jacob left ten of their men in Tapnach to plunder the city, and they went out toward the people of Arbelan.
And the sons of Jacob returned and came to Tapnach, to take away the spoil of Tapnach, and when they came to Tapnach they heard that the people of Arbelan had gone out to meet them to save the spoil of their brethren, and the sons of Jacob left ten of their men in Tapnach to plunder the city, and they went out toward the people of Arbelan.
Taj Mahal
“Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.” (Psalms 2:12, KJV)
“Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.” (Psalms 2:12, KJV)