House Of Retribution
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Author Jacqueline Amos
I stood at attention to see there was an angry soul who stood upon my rest, and the spirit of fire whispered in a swift voice humble and the dark shall talk, and the thunderclap that forsake my rest, I rise upon the jurisdiction of faith, as my spirit claim humble and listen as the angel speak, a wise man speaks not, until wisdom appear, a fool speaks in honor to gain fame, without searching before danger claims his space, The final visitation of God upon man's vain damnations shall be know more, Satan your house shall come down, and then there was light, and now there shall be dark, only in the house of disobedience the children of the devil shall have know say.!
Stand not for foolishness for the fool shall steal your soul, stand not for ignorance it shall blind the good intentions of your heart,! And the majesty of man ordained by the great God, and the feeble, and the blood line that reaches out for its majesty and the treasures that are bonded in the blood, and the manifestation of greatness await upon his head, Oh seek for the knowledge of understanding and wisdom to apply, oh seek for peace and it shall open the heavens as the soul prepares the sanctuary of your fathers house, believe in the majesty of one God, and he shall believe in your works thatís loyal to his cause, love of treasures and the keys that open the doors to his house.
To realize that in the midst of life we are subjects of death,
Children of an understanding Source, hidden beyond Nature's mirror! Whether of men we be divided there is know sonority in Gods house only the just shall gain blessings upon his house, , In the passing from here in We shall pass from life to the eternity feeble as the light that shines upon the silhouette of his house, there was a fear of the unknown, That surrounded him on every side, from mother earth to heaven!
Those heavy clouds that cried blood, and the rain that open rivers, and the birds that branched upon the thunder, holding links to carry the weaken, and a cry from the clouds said cry know more, I am on my way to take you to the house of peace, for know man shall ever separate the children and rejoice the pain of there labor, for there is a better sky, and the skyís opened and the people fell upon there knees and rose there hands to the heavens lord let there be peace, for I shall know longer feel the pain of the darkness in that life here after.