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Received in the Spirit February 13,2022 4.30pm
Wrecking Ball By Joann Scoca
Nahum 1:3
“The Lord is slow to anger, but great in power, the Lord will not leave the guilty unpunished. His way is in the whirlwind and the storm and the clouds are the dust of His feet.” NIV
Woe to thsose high and mighty
Woe to the hidden of the elite
Woe to those who believe in their secrets they’ve kept hidden till now
On low peaks out of site
The runners are weary
The bankrolls are low
The highest of Commanders has ruined his own show
I’ve waited and watched
Extended My Hand
Knocked and Knocked
Stood By
Quiet as a Lamb
My Words to you now as you squeeze for blood money
There is no place to hide
I’m coming for MY OWN
And your plans soaked with FAKE HONEY
I come in like a wrecking ball
As my young and wild daughter will sing
Yet
I
THE GREAT I AM
Need no introduction or following
The earth is Mine
Its inhabitants bought and paid for
Your constant pressure will be fused to your own souls
AND I WILL SLAM THAT DOOR
You at once opened
Thinking it was your path to rule the world
Oh foolish foolish ones you will
DROP AND CURL
For when he is done with your souls
~ Emissary that you were ~
All who conspired with you
Will be pricked as with a Cocklebur
Time as you know it is up
My Wrecking Ball has been lurched back
You will drink from your own filthy cups
As becomes a self made rat pack †
The Lord of Hosts
Submitted Joann Scoca
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