I heard in my soul what I thought was thunder.
No, I considered, it is the drums of El Shaddai.
That was not it either. It was the sound of the tramping of a million warriors marching on holy ground; bones long dead made alive.
It is the blessed, terrible advance of the Royal Priesthood!
God yet shall arise and breathe upon the slain of Israel.
They still are young but powerful in the Lord.
They shall establish the new righteous world of Jesus Christ.
Today the wicked sneer at the righteous.
They congratulate themselves and look around arrogantly.
They shall be as garbage; worthless, smelly dung.
They cannot stand before the army of the Lord.
The wicked shall be swept into Hell. The sulfurous odor of their burning will fill the Land of Darkness for many generations.
The children of the future will read of these dark days, the stuff of legends, when the wicked mocked the righteous
God’s rainbow promises shall shine for eternity, although the children of today are exposed to the abominations of the wicked.
