Wednesday, September 16, 2015

They lie when they say, "Lo here is Christ!"

Verbal Assaults, thefts, and murders.

Waxing worse and worse.

Haters of God, the Holy Bible, and His little flock.

Despised and rejected. Battered and scattered.
No shepherd seeks them out.
Greedy dogs feeding themselves.
The people pine away and are devoured by wolves in sheep's clothing.
Perilous pastors sparing not the flock.
False brothers and sisters. Pastors, found to be liars.
There throat is an open sepulcher.
They abhor the Bible and its Author and Finisher
They speak lies with flattering lips.
Quoting vain words and deceit.
Hath God said? they scorn.
I hate all the works of those who turn away from the Truth.
They lie when they say, "Lo here is Christ!"
Departed from the faith. Fallen from grace.
"These are they who are sensual, having not the Spirit"

Come out of her, the synagogue of Satan, if you can.
But it may be too late. The door is shut that no man can open.
The grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men,
But men love darkness rather than light, because their deeds are evil.
No man straightway desires new wine,
Because he says the old wine is better.
Let us drink and be merry. And tomorrow much more.
Heaping upon themselves swift destruction
where the worm dieth not,
and the fire is not quenched.

The warnings. The testimonies of the saints.
"The evidence of salvation is remission of sin."
"What God hath cleansed call thou not unclean."
"If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature."
"Behold All things have become new,
and old sins have passed away."
"Repent. For the kingdom of heaven is at hand!"

It's the end time of the harvest when the reapers separate
the wheat and the tares which have grown together up to this time.
The reapers gather the tares into bundles to be cast into the fire.
By the spirit of burning and judgement.
Where there is weeping and wailing, and gnashing of teeth.
The contradiction of sinners. Murderers, betrayers. The heathen rage.
Blaspheming and cursing the Christ of God and His saints.

The little flock is gathered into the barn of the Good Shepherd
where it is nurtured by partaking of the divine nature of God.
Preserved from all evil.



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