Pages: 1

Morning In America 10-13-2006

(Click here to view the original thread with full colors/images)


Posted by: Qavod

Cast up the way for the city is once again shown upon the Hill and shall never be hidden again. Behold how gross darkness from foreign lands have surrounded and encroached this great city. Heal the breach and close the gap for the morning has come once again to America. I have decreed she shall not be hidden – No! Never again! I shall expose how that blasphemer and that reviler hatched a murderous scheme and plotted in the darkness within the gates of My city. Now are their heads lifted up at the chief of concourse and I shall revisit the shame of Haman. Behold My scepter is extended for justice and My allowance for provision is profuse as were My affections toward Esther. Do not ask but decree a thing. I shall establish My pillars on your Hill and thou shalt be upheld in thine integrity in an evil day. For I have dispatched Jachin and assigned Boaz to stand guard to the entrance of My Hill. Therefore fret not but consider that My purpose faileth not neither is there any counsel that can prevail against my statutes. In this way and from this Hill shall men once again learn righteousness for My judgments are revealed. The head of the reviler is lifted up at the gate. There is no shroud that can conceal My counsels any longer for the trumpet is blasting. Yea! My people are lifted upon My Hill and the sound of the shofar will once again be heard in the land. The mystery is revealed. What has been spoken in darkness shall be heard from the crest of the Dome. And those acts of cruelty and deceit carried out in darkness may never again be tolerated from My Hill. For the Sun of Righteousness ariseth and judgment and burning hath brooded from the heavens. The day of gloom and whoa is ended. Now rejoice and dance. Ascend to my Holy Hill and send thy chief elders to My Hill to decree justice for behold I shall receive them and our sweet counsel shall be as Moses and the chiefs of Israel upon the sapphire foundation of Horeb. For this is a day of smoke and billowing fire and columns of flame. So have I risen as the breaking of day upon My Hill. Good Morning, My Beloved. Remember for yesterday did My servant declare that it was morning again in America. Behold a new day and I arise once again to bid you a good day! Rejoice and exult in Me for the sound of the turtledove shall awaken thee as from sweet sleep and thou knowest well how I am able to keep My tender doves from the ravenous beast. Fly not away nor think to return to Egypt for I have established thee and shall perform My Word. Only remain steadfast and behold for I once again reveal to you that it is morning once again in America. I shall no longer endure the haze of deception nor shall I tolerate the dew of the night lingering upon My doorposts. For My priests shall enter unimpeded and My people shall come in and go out to a prosperous pasture and no one will make them afraid. Dissipation! Dissipation! So hath My way been cast up and My instruction been made clear. I will burn the fog of thy mind like the noonday sun. Desolation! Desolation! What hath the wicked wrought in the secret chambers of My Hill? Weep and hold not back! I shall devour their works like the launderer’s soap and a refiner’s fire. I shall level their high places from My Hill and show how I have desired and accomplished to scour My house with fire. Dispersion! Dispersion! Behold how My Son is raised up and hath extended His scepter over My Hill. For He moveth with grace like a gazelle but is terrible as a charging leopard and as swift as eagle upon her prey. So shall He perform a quick work! His train flows as the churning of the rapids on a Grand River and courses unto the nations. So shall My people be as jewels embedded upon His cloak and dropped down as dew upon every tribe and tongue. Yea! From America shall I accomplish this work! They shall be radiant among turmoil and perform exploits and so shall the sons of tumult know that I am strong in them and they shall know peace. Reach out for the hem of His cloak for He passeth by and visitest thy Hill. Despise not this hour of visitation for your God preparest thee as with fire and adorns thee with a mantle of embedded jewels to display His splendor in thee among the nations. So shall the sons of tumult flee and cringe and never increase to encroach upon the lines of my Hill ever again.