Tracy
9/23/2023
6:40:25 PM | |  | |
COME AWAY MY BELOVED by FRANCES J. ROBERTS
RELAX NOT THY VIGIL
For My people, saith the Lord, lift up thy voice and
weep aloud.
Yea, let thy cry be heard in the night.
In the stillness, rouse the sleeping.
Say ye to My people, Up, shake thyself from slumber.
Lay aside thy garments of sleep.
Gird thyself and put sandals on thy feet.
Make haste.
Yea, flee to the rock of refuge lest in thy drowsiness,
sleeping past the hour, thou waken at last to
find thyself ensnared in the net of the enemy.
For the powers of darkness are about thee on every side.
Yea, he doth not rest in his scheming and plotting.
For he desireth with an unholy, fiendish delight
and with bitter, deliberate design,
to destroy the godly and to break down the
building of God.
But I have builded My Church, and founded it upon
the Rock, and the very gates of hell shall not prevail
against it.
I would not that ye be unaware of his devices;
but having calculated the strength of the opposing
force thou shalt be moved to see thy need of greater
power that ye be not overcome.
For My power is available to thee.
Yea, I will Myself fight for thee if thou put thy trust in Me.
Only relax not thy vigil.
For they that stumble, stumble in the darkness,
and they that slumber do so in the night.
Be thou not overtaken.
Fix thine eyes upon the Son of Righteousness
and He shall cause thee to walk in a path of light. |
