By The Rivers of Babylon where we sat and there we wept when we remembered Zion, for the wicked carried us away n captivity required from us a Song, but how can we sing a song in a strange Land. Oh Father Abba ADONAI, Bless Your children Your Called set aside santified set apart from amongst from all others, .. Though they want a song and Though The Land is Strange There is Still a Song of Praise Coming up to Thee on tonight for nothing and no one can come in betwix You and Your Children even though This place is strange we know it is only for just a bit longer for soon We shall be With Thee so we wait and hold on with our hope trust belief hanging to hem of Your Garment.. plea The blood of Jesus over all children worldwide as they slumber and sleep..in The name of Jesus We put a Mandate on The Sides of The North to stand as our Defense for we have no one else but Thee in Jesus name I Decree...Amen and Thank You DAD...
Posted on: Mon, 15 Jul 2013 04:03:29 +0000
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