Glory to Lord almighty on high lift your voices in thunder mountains bow before your master oceans silence before the Lord dirt speak his name on high and children of the king beloved precious warriors and lambs of the Lord,
Fill wineskine in your temple the joy of the Lord is your new song praise our beloved Lord and king with all your might
For how gllorious how astonishing how bewlldering is what he is doing be prepared for his explosion my brothers and sisters a new song is coming a wondrous and mysterious beauty of his craft for he has laid out his plan he is ready it is time to move soon very soon
For I saw a barren land covered in filth and dirt grime and muck polution and vile black liquide of sin and Jezebel trees nothing but mere brittle pieces no life in anything continous darkness
There is a city in the barren land full of men and women the city was even worse as infection and desease spread even in the air rats and vermen living fully and peacefully in the filth and grime trash and garbage on every place of land building and men and women completely unaware of the filth they lived in.
I heard a small song singing softly from a distance the city heard it as well but barely noticed it.
But the song grew louder and louder annoying the citizen of the city of sin until it burst as a loud trumpet to loud to cover your ears and they all turned to the north where the barren land was and there was a army of the children of God glowing in his golden light as they marched singing in worship to him with joy and prominence
The Lord was with them as they marched forward with every step they took becoming holy ground life spring forth from their feet rivers flow trees and beautiful forests raise form the earth fields of gardens and flowing rivers of honey and milk to good to resist
The people of sin we glistening and brought forward to them as they became one with the Lord I saw a massive field of golden wheat oh how wonder in appearance it was you have never seen such a thing I saw a golden sky and a lion as the sun with a mighty roar the chaf was banished into dust and only the golden wheat remains.
The sword of truth will be their scythe all power and authority as reigning kings and queeens mighty bestowed warriors of God raise your spirits join in the excitement of what he is doing praise him and sing with him in worship until you are so full of joy you can't help but dance for him unable to give him enough praise and honor reaching your hands so much you can't streach them any further if you tried
Please please let this reach the souls of his love let it shatter the shackles let it be so intense to them they are singing to you just from reading it let it fill all who would say yes Lord send me be filled with your mighty power and winds let reality be turned on it's head under your almighty authority let it spit in the face of the powers of hell let the demons shrink and tremble let them be stepped on by the kings and queens of this generation and above all let your name let your kingdom your estate and court be given the bounty of praise from your beloveds let the spirit spread into all like a virus and warm their hearts and still their souls let your flood gates of living water flow soothly into all who would thirst let your manna fall from heaven to the children of the king who is his pride and his boast
Oh for if I had the words so much more I wish to say but alas I am needed elsewhere for a little bit the mission continues
H
Fill wineskine in your temple the joy of the Lord is your new song praise our beloved Lord and king with all your might
For how gllorious how astonishing how bewlldering is what he is doing be prepared for his explosion my brothers and sisters a new song is coming a wondrous and mysterious beauty of his craft for he has laid out his plan he is ready it is time to move soon very soon
For I saw a barren land covered in filth and dirt grime and muck polution and vile black liquide of sin and Jezebel trees nothing but mere brittle pieces no life in anything continous darkness
There is a city in the barren land full of men and women the city was even worse as infection and desease spread even in the air rats and vermen living fully and peacefully in the filth and grime trash and garbage on every place of land building and men and women completely unaware of the filth they lived in.
I heard a small song singing softly from a distance the city heard it as well but barely noticed it.
But the song grew louder and louder annoying the citizen of the city of sin until it burst as a loud trumpet to loud to cover your ears and they all turned to the north where the barren land was and there was a army of the children of God glowing in his golden light as they marched singing in worship to him with joy and prominence
The Lord was with them as they marched forward with every step they took becoming holy ground life spring forth from their feet rivers flow trees and beautiful forests raise form the earth fields of gardens and flowing rivers of honey and milk to good to resist
The people of sin we glistening and brought forward to them as they became one with the Lord I saw a massive field of golden wheat oh how wonder in appearance it was you have never seen such a thing I saw a golden sky and a lion as the sun with a mighty roar the chaf was banished into dust and only the golden wheat remains.
The sword of truth will be their scythe all power and authority as reigning kings and queeens mighty bestowed warriors of God raise your spirits join in the excitement of what he is doing praise him and sing with him in worship until you are so full of joy you can't help but dance for him unable to give him enough praise and honor reaching your hands so much you can't streach them any further if you tried
Please please let this reach the souls of his love let it shatter the shackles let it be so intense to them they are singing to you just from reading it let it fill all who would say yes Lord send me be filled with your mighty power and winds let reality be turned on it's head under your almighty authority let it spit in the face of the powers of hell let the demons shrink and tremble let them be stepped on by the kings and queens of this generation and above all let your name let your kingdom your estate and court be given the bounty of praise from your beloveds let the spirit spread into all like a virus and warm their hearts and still their souls let your flood gates of living water flow soothly into all who would thirst let your manna fall from heaven to the children of the king who is his pride and his boast
Oh for if I had the words so much more I wish to say but alas I am needed elsewhere for a little bit the mission continues
H
