In a Warm Coat of Snow - Tyrone Vincent Banks (whitelam books .txt) 📗

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I am merely a writer of flesh

A flesh that corrupts me and battles the good that resides with the Spirit on the inside

I write what I feel and hope that I do not displease the Lord

Again Father, forgive me if I’m speaking out of turn…


I see a vision of the past, present and future

A planet desolate and weeping

Pain and chaos run rampant until they too will grow weary

Uncountable masses will suffer

Their idols will be broken

For the gods that they follow have flown away from them

Leaving them broken with outstretched hands

God’s Army will be great and ever growing

The Archangels will tear down the demons that flee in seven directions

The healers will heal the broken with their touch

The prophets will spread the Lord’s message across the battlefield

The winged Army will travel for centuries

They need for nothing save God’s instruction

They will travel the planet one way and return the other

They will seek out those who suffer and repair them with Love

The true Christ will return

Those who do not believe will have to reckon

Who has the patience of God?

To allow us to encounter situations but always provide a way out of no way….

A body of light travels the darkened skies

Like the light of a meteor piercing the night

They will look to the sky and say

“The Lord is with us in this place…now they see what Jesus has promised.”

Leagues of Angels descend

the healing will begin

Christ lived, died and lives again

He sits by the Father and prepares a way for us to escape from our sinful flesh

That we may approach God through him.

We have gone out onto the battlefield

The triumphant horn will sound and We Will Go Back In.


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Publication Date: 12-07-2009

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Dedication:
Dedicated to God.