Dear Lord... shake the mountains of old... ring the bells in the temples of the righteous. Loose thy Spirit and set right the Earth... before the righteous faint in their cause... The Enemy of our soul stands in the door of the Temple... he thinks to enter.

Our enemy thinks to revel in the abomination that makes desolate... too, destroy the Most High and the nations of the righteous... Come quickly, Lord ... like the wind of restoration, sweep clean the Earth and restore the Kingdom of the righteous before it is lost.

Rally now, ye men of faith... speak to the enemy with a firm hand, send them running... let them seek shelter among the rocks... in the belly of Hell. Press the Lord of Hosts while He yet may be found...

NOW is the TIME to pull down the high towers of the wicked... to engage the steel blade of the Word of God... to divide the wicked from the just ... the soul of the righteous from the spirit of the evil one... Today is the Day of Salvation... take it while it can be found.

Can ye not hear the furnace of indignation roar... with the flames of justice as they call for judgment? Faint not at the calamity of the wicked... do not withdraw from the task until it is done.

Thus saith the Lord of Hosts... Amen

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  • Bring down the mountains of the wicked... scatter them and hold them in derision, for the time of judgment is at hand ... Let the righteous rejoice

  • Amen, the call for justice is hereby sent up. Amen.

    • And the sound of retribution went out... only to return an empty echo... of days long lost. Who will stand with the Lord... let him stand... while the Son yet shines and the night remains at bay... Let the righteous work while there is yet DAY...

      For the sound of distant thunder gathers in the air... the clouds of adversity draw near and the Lord will soon appear... too, bring home those with an ear to hear and eyes to see... Make straight the way of the Lord... Trim your lamps, ye men of God, and bring out thy garments of praise for He COMES for His own.  Amen 

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