The dead souls, children of human spirit, have NO Life in them nor body. You My Body, My Servants, LEAD, BRING THEM TO Me. You Chosen to Know, Believe, UNDERSTAND that I Spirit Give Life to whomsoever I Choose TO Give.
The Lips of the Bride, BOW DOWN TO Kiss His Feet. Washing His Feet with Tears of LIVING WATERS. Then Wiping them WITH Hair of Her Head. EVERY Hair NUMBERED BY God.
Jacob with Raised Hand, Gives Him Self to the Lord. the Redeemer the King OF HOSTS, SWEARS ALLEGIANCE TO Reality, the ONE AND ONLY God. BY Spirit of Joy, not fear, DECLARE the Truth, Witness as His Evidence, the Body of Christ.
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