3 A.M. - And the spirit of PRAISE walked into my room, reached down into my bed, shook & awakened me, then touched my lips. A HOLY visitation of Gods power & demonstration did unfold before mine eyes. Angelic harmonies & prophetic delicacies were placed upon my tongue. He is the GREAT I AM..... My eyes like binoculars and I am commanded to speak revelatory oracular as it shall be given unto me. Arrows shall surely come yet HIS voice in me I shall not shun. I must speak what HE commandeth even when some may not understandeth and misconstrue HIS words of warning through me. I am not my own, my words come straight from the throne, not personal sensitivities or any strike back proclivities. A fire that no one can quench, for the sin that abounds has reached his nostrils, a horrible stench. A broken vessel, put back together for HIS pleasure. I am not my own. So I sing in this hour, this place, with burning hot tears streaming from my face... I love you Jesus, I worship & adore you, just want to tell you, that I love you, MORE than anything....
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