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!

 

[Blain]

In the storm of my distress my soul is worn and my spirit is dry the darkness that surrounds me steals my breath my spirit my soul but you Oh Lord do you not bring the rain when the earth is dry? do you not feed the critters of the earth with your own hand? though I am worn and dry in spirit I say to you oh Great one I am still here I shall wait for my king to answer my cries and I shall bask in his abundance the enemy who plagues me will be silenced in shame for though I cannot stand I believe even with the faint ember of hope I carry

Fear not oh soul of mine for though you are weary have faith in him who fills your cup wait on him and he shall answer your tears are not wasted your worries are nothing but fog that the wind will sweep away. be not silent in your praises to him for he will prove why he is worthy. But to you my God hear my prayers for you see and know all you are aware of my distress and I will wait on you as you are loyal and true my spirit is as if gone my embers of faith and hope barely burn but take what little I have and create in me a new heart renew me as you have before do not let my prayers be wasted for you know how tired I am and yet I choose to believe in you.

Remember your promises keep your word and shut up the lips of doubt and worry let the slithery tongue of the enemy be sealed in silence. and for all you have done and will do I shall in turn praise you and glorify you for your faithfulness the song in my heart will be as a choir my lips will speak sweetly of you like honey let me be drunk in your spirit let me rise as a strong and faithful warrior let the enemy be mocked in shame and let your glory be known selah...

 

[Lafftur]

Beautiful words, Blain! We carry our cross daily… our prideful selfish nature has to perish… eventually, the only sorrow we experience is for the lost souls of humanity.

We learn to be content and so thankful for God’s mercy, tender and patient love, and abiding presence with us.

Giving God praise from a thankful heart is the way out of times of sorrow and pain.

 

[Blain]

Beautiful words, Blain! We carry our cross daily… our prideful selfish nature has to perish… eventually, the only sorrow we experience is for the lost souls of humanity.

We learn to be content and so thankful for God’s mercy, tender and patient love, and abiding presence with us.

Giving God praise from a thankful heart is the way out of times of sorrow and pain.

Hello @Lafftur yes this is all true and is something I am very passionate about the lost go through all we do but we have a comforter on our side and I have seen how a thankful heart even in sorrow will always change the situation it is the key to a heart full of joy

 

[Blain]

I sit upon thy word that thou has written upon my heart, speak thy truth oh God unto the masses
let his glory be known through thy servant who waits and listens for thy treasured words let the heavens open upon this land and his righteousness be shown throughout his church. Oh heavenly father how I thirst for you, how deep the hunger the desire the longing let me see my Lord let me hear let me speak let me serve.

For so deep the desire for thy truth that I have not the words to utter let your spirit speak in my place let the king come into this place where your servants rest waiting for you and you alone. let the lost hear thy message let the found seek the lost of wonderful one let your truth be the light upon our eyes.

listen, listen he comes with his armies his rod at the ready he brings forth his wonder and brightness the heavens bust open and the treasures that it holds. the mysteries and beauty the hidden ones will rise the land shall be shaken and his words shall command thy land to shake and open. out from the pit arises the evil that is to befall a sinful world that mocks the king with their lust and evil ways.

But for his children his heart beats for them and will shelter them in his loving arms he comes to snatch them wuicvkly in an instant he will do his promise for those whose hearts have kept him
. listen listen can you hear it? can you feel it? his nearness he draws ever closer his voice is calling be ready and joyful for though his wrath shall come upon the world of sin his love and everlasting glory shall rain down upon us his mysteries unlocked his power bounless. even as I write my heart beats faster my fingers on fire my body is shaking for how powerful is he that comes in the name of the king he speaks to his children and whispers into their thoughts, oh breath of life come unto us truth of the light break forth listen well dear ones let the spirit speak to you let these words make your heart race something is on the way it draws ever closer creeping unto an unbelieving world yes even those that are his who do not believe it comes in the dead of night he comes soon he draws himself to us he is on the way waiting for the command and he will eagerly snatch up his beloved

But to you of faithless world beware of his justice for he has spoken

 

[Lafftur]

I sit upon thy word that thou has written upon my heart, speak thy truth oh God unto the masses
let his glory be known through thy servant who waits and listens for thy treasured words let the heavens open upon this land and his righteousness be shown throughout his church. Oh heavenly father how I thirst for you, how deep the hunger the desire the longing let me see my Lord let me hear let me speak let me serve.

For so deep the desire for thy truth that I have not the words to utter let your spirit speak in my place let the king come into this place where your servants rest waiting for you and you alone. let the lost hear thy message let the found seek the lost of wonderful one let your truth be the light upon our eyes.

listen, listen he comes with his armies his rod at the ready he brings forth his wonder and brightness the heavens bust open and the treasures that it holds. the mysteries and beauty the hidden ones will rise the land shall be shaken and his words shall command thy land to shake and open. out from the pit arises the evil that is to befall a sinful world that mocks the king with their lust and evil ways.

But for his children his heart beats for them and will shelter them in his loving arms he comes to snatch them wuicvkly in an instant he will do his promise for those whose hearts have kept him
. listen listen can you hear it? can you feel it? his nearness he draws ever closer his voice is calling be ready and joyful for though his wrath shall come upon the world of sin his love and everlasting glory shall rain down upon us his mysteries unlocked his power bounless. even as I write my heart beats faster my fingers on fire my body is shaking for how powerful is he that comes in the name of the king he speaks to his children and whispers into their thoughts, oh breath of life come unto us truth of the light break forth listen well dear ones let the spirit speak to you let these words make your heart race something is on the way it draws ever closer creeping unto an unbelieving world yes even those that are his who do not believe it comes in the dead of night he comes soon he draws himself to us he is on the way waiting for the command and he will eagerly snatch up his beloved

But to you of faithless world beware of his justice for he has spoken

Beautiful! Amen, even so, come Lord Jesus! We look up for our redemption draws nigh!

Keep writing Blain!

 

[Blain]

Beautiful! Amen, even so, come Lord Jesus! We look up for our redemption draws nigh!

Keep writing Blain!

Thank you I certainly will as the Lord leads

 

[Blain]

In the twilight of the age, when the world is enveloped in uncertainty and the hearts of many grow cold, a divine revelation shall unfold, echoing the sacred scriptures of yore. The heavens shall part, and a voice as mighty as thunder shall resound across the lands, calling the faithful to heed the eternal truth woven within the holy texts.

"In the beginning, the Word was with God," the voice shall remind, "and the Word was God. Through Him, all things were made; without Him, nothing was made that has been made." These words, etched in the annals of time, shall serve as a beacon of hope to those who wander in darkness.

As the nations rage and kingdoms rise and fall, the prophecies of the ancients shall unfurl like a scroll. "There will be wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come." These signs, though daunting, shall herald the dawn of a new era.

In the midst of tribulation, the faithful shall find solace in the scriptures, for therein lies the promise of salvation. "For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." This covenant, sealed by the blood of the Lamb, shall stand as a testament to the boundless mercy and grace of the Almighty.

The prophets shall rise, their voices like a chorus of angels, proclaiming the coming kingdom. "The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat, and a little child shall lead them." These words shall be a balm to the weary, a vision of peace in a world torn asunder.

And in those days, a remnant shall remain, steadfast in their faith, upholding the commandments and bearing witness to the truth. "Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God." Their deeds shall shine like stars in the firmament, guiding others to the path of righteousness.

As the earth groans with labor pains, a new creation shall emerge, clothed in the glory of the Creator. "Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away." This promise, inscribed in the Book of Life, shall be the inheritance of those who endure.

In the fulfillment of time, the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised imperishable. "He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." These words, a balm to the brokenhearted, shall herald the triumph of love over despair.

Thus, as the pages of history turn, the faithful shall be called to stand firm, clad in the armor of God, wielding the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. For in the end, it is written, "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End." And so it shall be, for the scriptures have spoken, and their truth endures for all eternity.

 

[Blain]

In the days of shadows and whispers, when the moon shall turn crimson and the stars align in a celestial dance, the Scriptures shall unfold their ancient secrets. In the Book of Prophecy, a voice shall echo through the ages, proclaiming the onset of the end times.

The Earth shall tremble beneath the weight of its own sins, and the skies shall weep with fire and brimstone. The seas shall rise in defiance, their tides a harbinger of chaos. The faithful shall gather, their hearts steadfast and their spirits unbroken, as they heed the call of the divine Word.

In the city of the seven hills, a great beast shall arise, its power unmatched and its dominion vast. It shall wear a crown of deception and wield a scepter of lies, leading nations astray with promises of false peace. Yet, amidst the darkness, the light of truth shall shine ever brighter, guiding the righteous through the valley of shadows.

In the days of tribulation, when the trumpets sound their terrible chorus, the righteous shall be tested, their faith refined as gold in the furnace. Plagues shall sweep the lands, and the horsemen of the apocalypse shall ride forth, their steeds thundering across the heavens.

But fear not, for in the Book of Life, the names of the faithful are inscribed, an eternal testament to their unwavering devotion. The Lamb shall return, clothed in glory and majesty, to gather His flock and vanquish the forces of darkness.

In the final hour, when the heavens open and the celestial host descends, the earth shall be renewed, and the kingdom of the Almighty shall reign in everlasting peace. The prophecy shall be fulfilled, and the Scriptures shall stand as a beacon of hope for all generations.

 

[Lafftur]

Beautifully written! Loved reading every word!

 

[Blain]

Beautifully written! Loved reading every word!

I am glad you enjoyed I think your the only one who actually does I have a lot of them saved up to post so look forward to them

 

[Blain]

In the tapestry of the cosmos, woven with threads of beauty, wonder, and divine glory, a prophecy emerges, shimmering with celestial light.

In the hour when the stars align and the moon bathes the earth in silver, the heavens shall open, revealing a realm of unparalleled splendor. Angels, with wings of iridescent hues, shall descend like a gentle rain, their presence a testament to the boundless love of God.

Amidst this heavenly host, Jesus, the embodiment of divine grace, shall stand in radiant glory. His presence shall be a beacon, illuminating the hearts of all who seek truth and solace in the embrace of the Almighty.

In His gaze, the beauty of creation shall be magnified, and the wonders of the universe shall unfold like a celestial scroll. The earth shall sing with the harmony of the spheres, and the skies shall dance with the colors of the dawn.

The prophecy speaks of a moment when the veil between worlds shall thin, and the glory of God shall pour forth like a river of light. In this sacred convergence, the angels shall lift their voices in a chorus of praise, a hymn that resonates through the corridors of eternity.

As the divine melody fills the air, the hearts of the faithful shall be drawn into a dance of joy and reverence, their spirits lifted on the wings of hope and love. The prophecy foretells a time when the beauty of the divine shall transform the world, and the glory of God shall be a crown upon the earth.

Thus, the prophecy is inscribed in the annals of time, a testament to the eternal beauty and wonder of God's creation, and the promise of His everlasting glory

 

[Blain]

In the sacred scrolls of time, love and forgiveness unfurls, woven with the threads of agape—the purest form of love that transcends all understanding.

In the quiet of the dawn, when the world is still and the heart is open, a gentle whisper shall echo through the soul, a call to embrace the boundless love that flows from the divine. This love, agape, is a river of compassion, an endless wellspring that nourishes the spirit and heals the wounds of the past.

a time when hearts hardened by sorrow shall be softened by the touch of divine grace. In this sacred moment, forgiveness shall bloom like a garden in spring, each act of mercy a fragrant blossom that perfumes the air with hope.

the world shall witness a transformation, where love becomes the guiding star, leading humanity toward a horizon of peace and unity. Agape love shall be the foundation upon which new bridges are built, spanning the chasms of division and discord.

In the light of this , the power of forgiveness shall be revealed as a force that liberates the soul from the chains of resentment and regret. It shall be a gentle balm, soothing the heart and restoring the bonds of kinship and community.

a future where agape love is the heartbeat of the world, its rhythm a symphony of compassion and understanding. In this divine harmony, forgiveness shall flow freely, a testament to the enduring power of love to heal and renew.

Thus, is inscribed in the annals of the heart, a timeless reminder of the transformative power of love and forgiveness, and the promise of a world where agape reigns supreme.

 

[Blain]

In the ancient scrolls, a tale unfolds,
Of the Mzn of Sin, as the prophets foretold.
In the twilight of time, when shadows grow bold,
The end of days shall be revealed, as spoken of old.

The Mzn of Sin, with whispers of deceit,
Shall rise to power, the world at his feet.
With silver tongue and promises grand,
He'll lead the nations with a cunning hand.

But fear not, for the harpazo shall come,
A divine gathering, the faithful to summon.
In the blink of an eye, like a thief in the night,
The chosen shall rise to the heavenly light.

In the echoes of time, the trumpet shall sound,
The end of days, where lost shall be found.
A celestial battle of light against dark,
The heavens ablaze with a divine spark.

As the scrolls unravel, the truth shall be known,
The Mzn of Sin, dethroned from his own.
In the final hour, as prophecies say,
A new dawn shall rise, heralding a brighter day.

So heed these words, inscribed in fate,
Prepare your heart, for it shall not wait.
In the scripture's embrace, the truth does lie,
The end of days, where destiny and eternity tie

 

[Blain]

A prayer from the soul comes forth for I have seen and heard the hurting how my heart aches for you the confused and broken I have seen your struggles with sin heard your testimonies felt your agony and suffering.

But be strong dear one for you are beloeved and already wiped clean I rebuke you satan who torments these souls your power is no more and in a blaze of fire will you be engulfed for your treacherous ways how dare you even lay one finger on these children of our king how dare you hurt these poor souls

Come at me oh wicked one for if they cannot be strong I will stand for them, see the fire in my eyes feel my anger towards you for it is as a mighty pillar of fire, you have no power no stand in no authority oh you deceitful one you slithering snake who cannot even stand

But to you oh beloved be not afraid for the Lord has heard your hearts aching he has seen your struggles you think yourself weak? you think you are a sinner? your wrong and our mighty king will prove it, stay strong for just a little while more for your redemption is coming watch and see what our God can do

And you oh liar to the saints be prepared for my anger has risen towards you and that is going to be your downfall you weak and pathetic snake your poisonous fangs shall no longer seep into them your petty words will not prevail against them

Tread carefully for your slithering ways will be shattered and broken the chains you placed shall break with a mighty wind a roar of the kings righteous anger, fall and weep in despair for your time is near tremble and shake for you have drawn your last blade against them this I swear