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Praised be the Father,
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Blessed be the Son
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Bright will shine our armor
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Reflect the Holy One.
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Light will fill His army
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Of this Latter Day.
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He will be our light now.
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Christ will light our way.
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We must not be careless.
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We must not be rude.
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We must shine our armor
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For the path ahead.
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For we are an army,
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Army of our God.
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Jesus is our captain.
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And with His peace we are shod.
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Take the sword of Spirit
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Use His word with care
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Test His Holy Spirit
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See if HE is there.
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We must all be wary,
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Walking with much care.
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For we walk through darkness,
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And His Light we bear.
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Shadows in the nighttime,
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Satan hovers round.
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Hoping we will stumble
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At the truth we have found.
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Hoping that we will weaken
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When the way grows hard.
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He hopes we will abandon
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Efforts that we start.
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Do not fear the battle
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It is already won.
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God proclaims the victory
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Through His only Son.
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Onward, win victorious!
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Shouts of triumph hear.
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Angels go before us,
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Jesus ever near.
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Wear the battle armor;
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Sure the victory
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If we trust in Jesus
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And pray unceasingly.
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J.F.
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The time that the prophets foretold is
here.
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I love you, my people.
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Hear me again,
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Hear me and take action.
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Come nigh to me.
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I will meet you and lift you up with the
faithful,
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What do I ask of you?
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Your heart and a contrite spirit,
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reflecting humility and meekness.
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You have not sought my spirit to be your
guide.
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Do you not know the word says,
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Not by might nor by power, but by my
Spirit,
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saith the Lord. (Zech. 4:6)
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Look to me for your strength and
perseverance.
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Amen.
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October, 1998
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M. S.
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Israel, Israel,
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How long have I waited for you to come
unto Me and sup.
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I long to be in the midst of you,
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in your conversations,
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in your planning times,
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and in your family altar.
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Look to Me that I may save you from
yourselves.
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Do you not realize the enemy plots to
destroy;
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he lays his traps daily,
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and wraps his cords of bondage silently.
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He is clever.
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Remember,
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Deception is his tool.
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He lays in wait
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for idle minds,
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for angry minds,
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for self-seeking minds.
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Watch everything that enters your mind,
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For your mind is the caretaker of your
soul.
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11-11-98
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M.S.
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