Sweet the Slumber at Home IN Bed with God His Truth. TO BE WITH Truth, to Think with Truth, to Declare Truth UNTIL THE NIGHT IS Gone. To tread water, until Realization the soul CAN REST, Float, HELD UP by Presence of Spirit within.
Are we not SPIRTUAL outcasts IN NEED OF Food AND Mercy? The ENEMY IS FLED, the. Kingdom, run away from the Light. The King HAS OPENED the Gates unto those believing THAT COME by hunger when the enemy has fled IN THEIR OWN IMAGNINATIONS, FEAR their things left behind. Separation from flesh by contamination WAS Good WHEN Restored to Right Mind.
COME Ready, Hungry, Prepared TO EAT. Even the crumbs of Bread, Satsfy the dogs OF His House. The darkness flees even the Ray of Light.
To SIT out here in fear, own thoughts. Come unto God the King His Gates Open to those Seeking Mercy and Food. We sat outside, UNTIL Hunger for Food Drove us BACK TO Him, Mercy. Will a SOUL Seated BEFORE A Feast, NOT Share that Received OF Mercy?
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