God's Dominion, His Spirit, IN Christ, Moving His LOST Flock, His Body, Tribe BOWED TO Him BY Spirit OF HUMBLENESS, He MOVES His FROM SEA TO SEA by His Presence TO the ENDS OF this earth, world of flesh, TIME. His Spirit His Dominion in, over His Sheep. Gathered from the wilderness of TIME, TO COME HOME BEHIND Him, Son, Soul of God's Presence.
We suddenly Hear a Sound a Call, we NOW Remember BY Spirit, it is the Son of our Owner. We RUN, LIKE doves OF Peace, Children with Wings of Preservation as SOULS OF Breath to Live ONE Good Life, God.
NONE Alive fear death in time. NOTHING TO FEAR, BUT Separation FROM TRUTH. By Spirit, Will, Power OF God, Brightness, Breath Keeps us Alive TO CROSS OVER OUT OF TIME, onto the Land forgotten by children of time.
BOWED TO the Feet of Christ ARE the Lips of the Reborn. BY Spirit PREPARED TO DIE while Delivering the Truth through enemy lines. Blessed the Bride, Body that Receives the Kiss OF Life, the VERY Breath, Her Life NOW, ALWAYS NOW there is NO TIME.
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