A thread of Blain's Psalms

[Blain]

Hello Blain!

Absolutely love reading all your writings! That “Emerald Path” is definitely the Path of Life.

Never stop writing and sharing!

hellow lafftur I have missed you

 

[Blain]

I sing a song to the Lord for his joy has filled my heart and lifted my soul my voice echoes loudly in worship for he has been good to me. Though the armies of the deciever come against me my joy is in the Lord and in the Lord I will be assured.
Deeply I desire to sing to my kind in his place of worship, of all the things he has given me one thing I treasure the song of his joy.

Let the heavens split from the songs of his children may the heavens shake from the mighty thunder of their voices and let hell and hades tremble in fear may the enemy of our kind be brought to his knees from their song may it be as finger nails on a chalk board to the devils ears.
Sing a new song to the Lord for he is worthy dance in his heavenly presence for he is here

I praise him from the depths of my soul my words I desire only to please him I desire to hear him say this one is mine if only one time until then let us bring his heavenly fire upond the land in worship let us give glory to the one who is more than worthy to the lamb who was slain to the father of our king and may the spirit ring in agreement with our song.

 

[Blain]

The wonder of the king fills my soul as I write my eyes filled with light as I bless his name
And there shall be a mighty thunder a mighty wind that will; sweep the nation woe to the ones who live in their greed and their lowly riches fear for what lies ahead to a nation that snuffs the weak and meek tremble oh mighty men in lofty places for soon shall your demise be met as you plot your sneaky devices

Let the world know that the king shall return all you who would doubt him shall not see him coming all you who mock his children shall know no mercy for his fire shall rain down upon you his might shall split the sky his thunder will shake the earth in quakes of power
Gear the Lord oh sinful nation for your time is up and your feet will not have ground to stand your slithery hands will be cut off for his anger roars against you and you shall have no power any more.

Oh but blessed believers of God sing out for joy for you are not appointed for wrath but blessings and riches beyond your imagination let your souls leap inside you and may your hearts sing nay cry out as loud as possible stomp your feet and clap your hands rejoice and be glad for your reward is coming.

Sing and dance against the nay sayers the walls of doubt until it cracks and falls into dust believe in the king who comes for his inheritance his beloved children whom he will gather into his arms and raise to lofty hights your rod shall have ownership over the earth with him your crown shall shine in authority your garments be glazed in glory oh how wonderful the things to come for you beloved such sights await you weary one

to you the ones who are in tears be at peace for your tears have fallen into his hands and every tears will be repaid in full let a blast of light break the darkness you have been swamped in for his nager shall be a force against the darkness that surrounds you I hear your cries I feel your damaged bleeding hearts and my anger grows and grows for your justice and it will burst and overflow against the ones who have dared to harm his chosen ones.

to the meek and weak in spirit your flame is small and going out you want to be strong again but cannot muster the strength but fear no more for he will pour his love into you and his strength shall be your strength his light your light his wonders shall be known through you watch as he makes miracles become something more watch as his wonder will be in your hands oh how I sing in my heart for you beloved for what awaits you is glorious

 

[Blain]

The beauty that surrounds me the lovely light that fills my heart there is a place of wonder I have known that which is higher in my heavly fathers love.
He places his finger on my heart a kiss of love on cheeek he holds my hand as we walk in pasturs of green and roses.
Oh to see the beauty tha6 which I describe with no means of clarification to the wonder for words cannot be uttered to describe it.

We come

We praise out heavnly father day and night stomping our feet clapping our hands rejoicing in the brilliance of our king the might and power of he who sits on the throne I sit in his lap and embrace him tighly my head burried in his chest as he looks upon me with such loving eyes so warm so emracing

My home my king my beloved how I am so grateful to have been created for who could have known what awaits us what little that pain and agony in life was laughable even how the hardship were like a pebble compared to the mountains what blessed wonder in comparing

Let the world be at peace for what is ahead is beyond words stunning glorious absolutely beyond words do not fret over petty earthly hardships for how small they truly are do not be weak and sad in heart for how deep his love truly is for you what warmth he has for you what eternally vast is his heart for you oh how blessed you are for being born

To say what I wish to show you to just give you a glimps of what is to come to show you the streams of living water to show you the apples to show you the smallest creature if only for a minute
dear child of the father and the king be at peace for your worries are as tiny ants you have such wonder awaiting you your home is beyond your imagination you could not even believe how deeply my spirit groans to express the depth of which I speak how deeply I yearn to reveal to you behind the curtain for this play is not the finale

 

[Lafftur]

The wonder of the king fills my soul as I write my eyes filled with light as I bless his name
And there shall be a mighty thunder a mighty wind that will; sweep the nation woe to the ones who live in their greed and their lowly riches fear for what lies ahead to a nation that snuffs the weak and meek tremble oh mighty men in lofty places for soon shall your demise be met as you plot your sneaky devices

Let the world know that the king shall return all you who would doubt him shall not see him coming all you who mock his children shall know no mercy for his fire shall rain down upon you his might shall split the sky his thunder will shake the earth in quakes of power
Gear the Lord oh sinful nation for your time is up and your feet will not have ground to stand your slithery hands will be cut off for his anger roars against you and you shall have no power any more.

Oh but blessed believers of God sing out for joy for you are not appointed for wrath but blessings and riches beyond your imagination let your souls leap inside you and may your hearts sing nay cry out as loud as possible stomp your feet and clap your hands rejoice and be glad for your reward is coming.

Sing and dance against the nay sayers the walls of doubt until it cracks and falls into dust believe in the king who comes for his inheritance his beloved children whom he will gather into his arms and raise to lofty hights your rod shall have ownership over the earth with him your crown shall shine in authority your garments be glazed in glory oh how wonderful the things to come for you beloved such sights await you weary one

to you the ones who are in tears be at peace for your tears have fallen into his hands and every tears will be repaid in full let a blast of light break the darkness you have been swamped in for his nager shall be a force against the darkness that surrounds you I hear your cries I feel your damaged bleeding hearts and my anger grows and grows for your justice and it will burst and overflow against the ones who have dared to harm his chosen ones.

to the meek and weak in spirit your flame is small and going out you want to be strong again but cannot muster the strength but fear no more for he will pour his love into you and his strength shall be your strength his light your light his wonders shall be known through you watch as he makes miracles become something more watch as his wonder will be in your hands oh how I sing in my heart for you beloved for what awaits you is glorious

...yet, we weep for the lost and pray they will repent and turn to the Lord and be saved and not destroyed...

 

[Lafftur]

Hello Blain!

Such beautiful messages the Lord gives you to write for all of us to read! Thank you! Keep writing all He gives you!