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INTRODUCTION The mighty cold winds of the Lord’s judgement are about to blow over this land. Be ready, and pray that you shall miss the worst of its power. May the nation, come together and repent, before it is too late. The very future role of Canada is at stake. Men of the Cloth, your greatest need, is to bring yourselves and your people to your knees before God. Let us unite in one strong voice to the Father, and beg His forgiveness for this land. Until we bow to Him, He will not come to us. FOREWOOD I gaze upon Your face. Its beauty makes me faint. I tough Your beard, I feel Your hair. It is of the smoothest silk. My soul cannot bear the love. O Lord, my Lord, O mighty Lover of my soul, I cling in the Spirit to my Bridegroom. This world sees but a hint of the passion of Your love, a love beyond our understanding. O Heart of my Heart, O Lord of my life, do not tarry, I pray. Come soon, as I cry out for Your Presence. Your love is as honey and nectar to me, while we dance on our cloud of glory, to the music of angels. Come my Bridegroom, Your Bride awaits the call. The preparations are complete, and the Father says “Come”. You who can see, and you who can hear, Follow the Master, for the time is near. Psalm No. 1 Dec. 24, 1998 My soul does magnify the Lord, He is my strength, He is my Creator. He is the source of all power. I shall love Him and praise Him forever. My spirit sings within me. My joy is complete in Him. All mighty works are of the Lord. He shall lead a child to be a mighty warrior. My soul shall sing of His praises forever, and my victory shall be His. Praise the Lord, O my soul, and sing praises forever and ever. For He shall be Lord and King, and I shall rejoice in His presence. Praise the Lord, O my soul, for His kingdom shall endure forever. Amen. Psalm No. 2 Dec. 25, 1998 My soul panteth for the Lord. As the sun drinketh up the dew drop, so do I drink from Him. His waters cause me to rejoice and my thirst is quenched. O Lord of hosts, mighty and strong. My soul sings Your praises and rejoices in Your might. You are my leader, and You prepare a way before me. As the sun gives way to the moon, the days move in numbers, and can be counted as we move together. My love is as boundless as the ocean. I search for my Bridegroom. He eludes me, yet I seek Him. I yearn for His nearness, as the bride seeks her groom and awaits the trumpet call. O Lord, my Lord, carry me in Your arms and protect me with Your wings, for I shall await Your bidding, while fighting my battle. Come, O Lord with Your mighty sword, that the enemy should tremble in Your presence, and Your people shall rejoice in Your victory. Lead on, O Lover of my soul, for I am ready for the battle and desirous of our marriage. Come claim me mighty Lord and King, for I fainteth in Your very presence. I await Your touch, that says I am Yours. My soul lays claim to Your promise, and I shall rejoice in Your love forever. I sing praises to Your majesty. O precious One, I love Thee. Come, O mighty One, come and claim me for Your own. Our love is forever and ever. Amen. Psalm No. 3 Dec. 25, 1998 The Lord is great, the Lord is so great. Let all the earth bow to Him this day. Let us love and honour Him in His humility. Let us worship the Babe, born into a world of sin, born to save us all, born to die for you and me. Oh worship His greatness, worship His holiness, for the star has led us to His holy birth. May we bow before Him in reverence and in joy. May the world rejoice for this baby Boy. O Father, we praise You. O Father, we are so grateful that Your mercy endureth forever. Our souls shall sing praises to the Lord of all, to the King of kings. On bent knees with bowed heads, our hearts cry out to You, Father, in gratitude and love for Your Son. Father, we honour You above all others, and thank You for this day. Amen. Psalm No.4 Dec. 25, 1998 Hungry is the soul that panteth after You. Hungry is the heart that seeks Your face. Hungry is the man that knows his Lord. For He is called Marvellous, He is called Wonderful, He reigneth in the highest heavens, He sitteth at the right hand of the Father. He will restore our souls. He will give us life everlasting. He is the worker of miracles. He prepares the way for us. He opens the eyes of the blind so we may see His glory. He shall rule forever and ever. His crown is before us, we bow before His throne. Our hearts are filled with gladness and praise and honour for Him, our King. All nations shall bow before Him. We perish in our own righteousness, but we live in His sinlessness. We rejoice in His presence, and give gratitude for His sacrifice. O Lord, our hearts are so full of longing and love for You. Our need is pain to our souls. This nation cries in agony at the loss of Your blessing. Please, O Lord, never forsake us. Draw us to you in repentance. See our fall as a stumble. Pick us up, O Lord, and cleanse us of our sinful nature. Restore us to a former glory, when You, O Lord, were our passion, when You, O Lord, ruled this country, when You, O Lord, were at the centre of our laws and lives. Make us stand in uprightness Lord, and let us go into all the world singing Your praises and honouring only Thou, O mighty One, as our King of kings and Lord of lords. O mighty Jesus, restore this nation, and turn our hearts to the Father. Let us look only upward, and put the evil one beneath our feet to trample on him. Father, strengthen us, open our hearts, cleanse our minds and lead us in Your ways. May Your mighty Word be the sword that fights the good battle and wins the war. May the Lord of hosts prepare the way, and may Your strength be ours. In this darkest hour, may Your glory pour forth, and darkness give way to light. Mighty Lord, we ask this in Your holiness and Your greatness. Restore this nation to its former glory we pray, in all humbleness and sorrow. We thank you heavenly Father, even before it is done. All praise and love and honour is to You, mighty Worker of miracles, the mighty “I Am Who I Am”. Amen. Psalm No. 5 Dec. 25, 1998 My spirit sings within me, of truth and joy. It is a new song, a song of new beginnings. I hear Your call, oh Lord, Your call to the Bride. Do not forsake me for I cling to You in love and desire. Your strength is my strength. My heart burns within, my longing is for You. Cry out, o mountains and hills! Let the seas rage and rise to the winds. For where they shall blow, only the Spirit doth know. In triumph we claim You, the Master of our souls. We shall come together and prepare for that great day, when You shall make us Your own, Your bride, Your beloved. O hearts of men, join together. Cry out to the nations, to prepare the way. For the messenger of the Lord gives the trumpet call. Woe to the unworthy, woe to the wicked. Woe to those who are blind, and deceived by false prophets. O mighty men of the Lord, arise and be heard. The hour draws near. Our destinies shall be sealed. My soul crieth out in pain to the deaf. Come precious ones, and rejoice in His presence. His love shall be forever and our joy complete. Praise my soul, O King of glory. May Your light shine forever and ever. Amen. Psalm No. 6 Dec. 25, 1998 My body is weary but His love steals my sleep. My soul rises to each new wave of power. O blessed love, I cannot let you go. The ecstasy of Your beauty makes me cry for more. How sweet Your voice, how precious is Your call. I cling to You Lord, You are my all. Heavenly love, heavenly places, men of old, of wisdom, and of graces, I seek your companionship, for time has no bounds. We are as one in His love and in Him. O precious Lord, the world has lost its hold, for the Spirit makes me one with those I now behold. Death brings no fear, but the joy of your presence. In You is my life and spiritual home. Sleep passes me by, as I desire to be closer. O Lord, take my hand, and fly away with me. Let us go to heights unknown to other men. Wrap me in Your robe, hold me in Your arms. Let me kiss Your face, for sleep shall not rob me of one precious moment. Teach me Your ways, strengthen me with power. O love of my life, I worship and adore You. Our song is the song of all songs, and the restoration of my soul. Amen. Psalm No. 7 Dec. 25, 1998 The Lord is mighty in battle. Great is His majesty. Rejoice in His strength and power, for He shall lead a child. In Him we trust, and victory shall be ours. Great is His faithfulness. All shall bow before Him, and none of His chosen shall perish. Lord, lead us into battle. Defend the poor in spirit, for the strong shall be weak and the weak shall be strong. Your mercy and love is for those who rest in You. Do not turn away your face, but hear His Word, and heed the message I bring. For heaven awaits those who are lovers of the Lord and keep His Word, but doomed are those who remain in wickedness. Now is the time of judgement, and our Lord will spare no one. His enemy shall fall before Him. Prepare the way for the Lord to return. He comes in glory and in majesty, to rule all nations and to judge all people. Join not the world, but lay your riches at His feet. For He is Lord of lords and King of kings, and on this day, He will require your very soul. Amen. Psalm No. 8 Dec. 25, 1998 My pen will not cease, my soul crieth out for its consummation of love. O Lord, You crown me with love, You breathe into me the breath of the Spirit. I rejoice in being Yours. I fear Your mighty hand. Never forsake me or leave me, for I could not bear to lose You. Spread Your table before me. Protect me from my enemies. For love shall conquer all things, and the powers of Satan shall be scattered like dust to the winds. He shall have no hold on Your chosen one. O mighty Lord of hosts, lead the way, prepare the road ahead, for we ride now together, on the white horses to battle. The armies follow, the victory is assured. O Blessed One, come sit on Your throne. Be crowned in righteousness and honour, and allow us to worship at Your feet. We love and adore You, mighty Son of God. Come, O Lord and Conqueror, make us Your own. Our hearts shall praise Thee, forever and ever. Amen. Psalm No. 9 Dec. 25, 1998 I do not envy those who eat with the wicked. My strength is gone, but the Lord is ever with me, and I move in His power. I seek those He calls to be around me, for they shall be my support, and we shall eat together and know His presence among us. We shall share our cups and our joys, and love will clothe us. But the tongue of the wicked shall bring their own destruction upon themselves. We shall provide sustenance for each other. He shall place each one, before us and around us. We shall eat His holy Body and drink His Blood, but they shall perish in iniquity. O Lord, keep us as one body, mighty in You and united in direction. We shall look neither to the left nor to the right, nor behind nor ahead, but will focus on You, our light and our direction. Band as together, keep us strong in unity. The devil has no hold on us, for we shall trample him beneath our feet. In each other, we shall rejoice and be one in our Lord. Praise be to the Lord, our beloved and precious One. All praise be to Him. Amen. Psalm No. 10 Dec. 26, 1998 A mighty tail-wind is blowing, and where it will blow, only the Almighty God does know. Gird your loins and prepare the hatches, for it can carry you very quickly and very far. His power can move mountains, it can tear fire from the bowels of the earth. It can move with a speed that will toss men to and fro. Look up and pray for the Lord to appear. O mighty Lord of battle, my heart fainteth in me. My strength is in You. My soul yearns for Your ever present strength and love. O come, O my King, and carry me home with You. This world has become a place of desolation. Life has become drudgery, yet they seek You not, nor do they know You. O mighty Lord of battle, come on the clouds in victory. Come to the mountain of Zion. Come O Ruler of nations, for Your people are weary. The battle has been long and painful. We now seek our peace and victory in You. We cry for the rewards of that new world, for Your presence with us. O precious One, Lover of our souls, come for those You have saved. Let us praise Your name forever and ever, and worship in the Holy Temple at the feet of our Father. Praise be to the Lord, for He is our reward. There is none other. Amen. Psalm No. 11 Dec. 26, 1998 O Partner of the Covenant, O Giver of the Law, lead us in the ways and the promises we must keep. Let us not fall away, but restore Your commandments to this nation. The people are blinded, and have accepted false idols. They indulge their evil natures. The riches of this land, have become their passion. Sexual immorality perverts our children. They have become lost, for lack of knowledge. Give us Your covenant, that we might once more carry it into the land and possess this nation. Hear our cries of repentance, O Lord, for a people wallowing in their own evil doing. Your blessing on this nation has been consumed and abused. The faces of the people, no longer seek the face of the Father, the Giver of all gifts. Woe unto this land, for the wrath of God is upon us. You shall know Who is Lord. You shall fall before Him and cry in pain, but He shall say “I do not know you.” You have rejected His covenant, you have walked away from the partnership. Like Israel, you shall be struck down and scattered to distant parts. You shall be slaves in your own land. Oh Father, hear our cry. Unite our covenanting people, but do not spare the wicked ones, so that we may once again teach the children to live by Your laws. Let us once more worship in true knowledge of Your greatness. Let us be a light to all nations. Let them know that You are God, that You are the Ruler of the world, and the Master of our destiny. Let us once more praise You in this land, mighty Creator, mighty Lover, mighty Saviour, mighty Partner. May we sing our praises forever and ever to You, Ruler of this world. May Your covenant once again rest with us, and may we see Your glory return to Your people, to those who know Your name, and hear Your voice. Gather Your sheep, O Lord, and abide with us. Hear our cry Jesus, O Lover of our souls. Come, O Lord, and possess our land. Amen. Psalm No. 12 Dec. 26, 1998 The Lord shall never forsake you, for He is strong and mighty, and fears no one. Great is His power, and great shall be His victory. All things shall be cast out, that dare to oppose or block His way. Our Lord is a mighty Lord, and heaven shall sing His praises day and night. Lord of hosts, King of kings, let us bow before You. Let us know Who He is, that He is the One who really rules the nations. Lord, life the blindness from their eyes, and let them know Who Thou art. O mighty Son of David, O Lion of Judah, enter this world once more, in majesty and power. Come, O mighty Saviour, to collect Your reward. Let the sheep hear the Master’s voice and rejoice in His protective care. Woe to those who have rejected Him, for now is the time of judgement. Now is the time He shall say “I did not know you.” O mighty Son of God, come in all majesty, that we might bow before You and sing Your praises. O King Eternal, we re Your subjects who adore You. Praise be to Your name, and all honour is Yours, mighty Saviour of our souls. Hallelujah, praise be to Your name. amen. LAMENTATION Dec. 28, 1998 I sing praises in my weakness. I go before the Lord as a child crying out, that my voice might be heard as a call for repentance in this nation. Destruction draws near, and yet we continue in our idolatrous ways. Will we ever learn? Have we not watched Israel, only to see her rebellious nature? Have we not seen her turn her face away, over and over again? O Lord, I seek Your protective arms and the comfort of Your lap. My very soul cries out in love to You. Oh worship the Lord, even in judgement. Magnify His greatness. Bow your heads to the ground, O Nation, for your hour draws near. You have turned your face away, and defiled yourself. Now you shall know who is Lord. You shall cry out in pain, like a woman in labour. The wealth of the mighty shall be destroyed, and they shall no longer mock the men of God, for they shall know that He still rules from sea to sea in this land. You have broken His covenant with this nation, and He will not tolerate that. O mighty men of valour and power, where is your strength now? To whom will you turn? Will the computer feed you? Will the computer sustain you? Will the computer lead you back to righteousness? Will the stone churches, with their false prophets be your strength? They shall fall, even as the mountains of this earth begin to move. They shall be crushed under the very stones of their cold temples. They shall no longer ask Who Jesus is, for they shall know that He is Lord of lord, and King of kings. They shall step out of their black robes, and they shall drop their books of liturgy, as they cry out to be recognized, but the Lord will say, “I do not know you. Where are My sheep, which I entrusted to you? Woe to you, for your judgement shall be great. You have escorted the evil one into this land. You have been watchmen of nothing, and nothing you will be. Now, a person of no repute shall lead. She shall wear no robes, but heed her words, for she will be My messenger, and will have the rod of Moses in her hand. I shall lead her into this nation, to reclaim it for Myself. Follow her commands, or fall away. I will not tolerate disobedience in my army. Clothe yourselves in white linen robes, and prepare yourselves for battle. Get your armour in place, and put on your helmets of salvation, for I am coming, and shall call you forth. Look up, and be ready to move. You have been silent too long. I am going to thunder through this land, and you shall either ride with Me, or be trampled under foot. You shall know that I Am the Lord your God, and that this is My land from sea to sea.” O Father, I worship and adore You. You are my strength, and all glory shall be Yours. Mighty is Your power, and Mighty is Your name, for You are the great and only ‘I Am’. Eli’nor … in the spirit of Eli’jah Malachi 3 vs. 1: Behold I send My messenger, and he will prepare the way before me. And the Lord, whom you seek, will suddenly come to His temple, even the Messenger of the covenant in whom you delight. Behold, “He is coming,” says the Lord of Hosts. A PRAYER OF SUPPLICATION Dec. 31, 1998 How I love the Lord! He shall never forsake me, but will always lead me. He will restore my soul. He will lead me into paths of righteousness. He will protect me from death. He will make me His anointed one, and my cup shall runneth over. We shall go through deep valleys, but I shall be His lamb, and His rod shall go before me. He will shepherd me to victory. I shall need no other. All people shall be put before me. The devil will be but dirt beneath my feet. Light shall be in me, and the words of my mouth will be like unto a mighty sword. I shall fear no one, but shall be a great force. Who will be able to stand before me? For the Lord shall be my strength and my fortress. And a mighty power. The Lord of hosts prepares the way, and angels surround the course. O mighty Lover of my soul, bring your bride together, so we can be ready for You, so we can see You coming in a cloud. Come for us, O Lord of lords, come claim us for Your own. Let us be prepared and clothed in white linen robes. Let all stain of the Church be gone. Let a new song begin in this land. Let us once more, make You King of our nation, for no man can take Your place. You, and You alone, are Lord of lords and King of kings. Let us bow together and repent of our sinful natures as watchmen of this country, for we have failed miserably. The evil one stalks the land, and we have cowered in his presence. We have succumbed to his authority, instead of claiming Yours. O my Lover, forgive us. Hear our cries of repentance. O Lord Jesus, do not turn Your face away, as we suffer under judgement. Restore us to our former glory and to Your plan for us. Let us move brightly into readiness for Your rule. Oh come Lord Jesus, come! The bride awaits Your call, with a new courage and a new heart. Come, O mighty Ruler of nations, for this world lies in sin and devastation, and we yearn for your presence. We yearn for the end of the evil one, so our children might once more be set free from their bondage. We have failed and so need Your merciful saving grace. Come, O Bridegroom, for Your loved ones. O heavenly Lover, return, for our strength is gone, and we are weak and ready. Come, O precious Lord, come! |
