May 9th, 2002
SHACKLES AND WHISPERS
|Shackles and whispers,
Hone and fix, shape and warn
other cities might not matter
That one is not to be touched.
But I was thinking about freedom
and in the faux pattern I saw the eternal lie.
For thinking I was chastised, for seeing I was struck.
My tongue cut out, my hands cut off.
I saw, with eyes projecting nowhere.
He showed me; He taught me...born a slave.
Born to die.
Good turned bad.
Jesus came to live.
Jerusalem is the apple of Father's eye.
From this prison I can see them say a word.
And think what they think.
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Jesus, Jesus, there's just something about that Name.
Master, Savior, Jesus...like the fragrance after the rain.
Oh, the Latter Rain falls on the good and wicked alike.
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The bombs will fall on the United States.
The Louvre will be eliminated, as the Lord allows.
For it is to turn your head...dying here. Living there.
Nowhere...death, the museum.
The church, a traitor.
I seek to find My Flock, says the Lord.
I want to help you, He waits.
I left Him waiting...
He was there when I returned.
And then in school they told me to go along.
So I did and I now live in the wilderness.
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Jhn 8:44 Ye are of [your] father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.
Rom 1:25 Who changed the truth of God into a lie, and worshipped and served the creature more than the Creator, who is blessed for ever. Amen.
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Pray with me, Beloved
Father, thank you for your surgical words tonight--may they help those to see through their prison walls. Only You, Lord, can deliver us out. Only You are the Door. Only You can overcome the Church of the Lie. Only You can undo the damage. I am a little person. I am afraid to say what I see. I was told to accept the lie or else. But You say to die is gain. You say to live is Christ. Lord, deliver me out. I sacrifice my life to You. I know if I give up, You will take me Home. I know You heal me--I love You, because You never condemn me when I come Home. You judge only those who turn against You. Thank you for forgiving My sins through Your Son. Thank you for taking me out of this Lie. Thank you for letting me be your child.
I am joyous because of You!
Zeph E. Daniel