The pope of the false religion speaks of a wall yet with his own hand he has built a wall of separation between My sheep and their Shepherd. Lies believed by multitudes have taken millions to their death and an eternity in hell. Walls? Yes, he knows about walls, but continues to build one upon another, walls that will judge him very soon. Expect great heartache from the Vatican. Watch and pray. Stand in the gap for the lost.
You are hated and will be maligned for My Name' sake. You will soon experience fierce opposition from sources you thought friendly - wolves in sheep' clothing, hirelings. You will be shocked at the fierceness of the attacks. Attacks that will test your resolve, your commit to Me. I have not given you the spirit of fear, so fear not neither be dismayed. The Great One, your Master, King of the universe soon rides upon white horse to right all wrongs. Look up and see the Redemption of your LORD."
"Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, and Your Dominion endures through all generations. The LORD is trustworthy in all He promises and faithful in all He does." Psalm 145:13
"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory forever and ever. Amen." 1 Timothy 1:17
"...and sang the song of God's servant Moses and of the Lamb: "Great and marvelous are your deeds, Lord God Almighty. Just and true are your ways, King of the nations." Revelation 15:3
Oh how vast , how deep, how wide is the love of our king
ReplyDeleteWhat peace is this that quenches our hearts and souls
That makes all things new, that restores the brokenhearted
Sets free the captives, and springs forth wells of living water
Deep inside of me, in my innermost being
There is a fire the burns ever so brightly
An amber ignited and enflamed by His gentle breath
With the gentleness of a lamb and the boldness of a lion
Your spirit has become one with mine
I cannot help but shout your praise
The heavens tremble, the earth shakes
Our Dad is coming quickly
Oh to be your bride, a blessing beyond measure
Many are called, but few are chosen
We surrender all to the King of kings and Lord of lords
You make our garments white as snow
My king, my Lord, my majestic father
He receives me with arms wide open, ready to embrace
I run to your presence, I seek your glorious face
Your love never fails
Thank you for sharing. Indeed, His love never fails. LORD bless.
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