A Word from Yah: Full Exposure

I have remembered My servants, I have heard the cry of the righteous upon the Earth.  Speak and do not be silent O Israel, look to your God, from the Rock from which you were hewn, to Abraham your father and to Sarah your mother, look and consider and rise as lions from slumber.

My sword flashes in the direction of the haughty, to the nation who has no God but serves many.  You will triumph only to be slain from on high, cries will go out across the Earth, people of every nation and tongue will grow faint at your collapse.

Justice shall be served on a golden platter, the cup of my wrath shall pass to all.

Hear Me My people the sheep of my pasture you have forsaken me, therefore I have forsaken you, return to me and I will return to you.  There is no safety in the land of iron walls, but I will make a way of escape for those who reverence My name.

Come!  Come O children of Israel, Yehovah Almighty calls with the blast of His horn for you to fall on your knees in prayer.  For the sake of your offspring do no neglect the path of life.

My eyes are over the Earth for evil and not for good, humble yourselves and deliver your hearts as a right sacrifice before me, for I am Holy and Holy is My Spirit.  Call to me as darkness calls to you.  This is the season of refining when I shall remove the dross and make perfect My light beings.

King of the North, filled with sin to the brim, bold in your words and cowering at nothing, hide your face because your time has come.  The day of dread is upon you like a swooping eagle.  This now is when the warriors on their knees will rise to the call of war and peace, for I Yehovah, redeemer of the Earth has loosed every season upon the children of men.

Wicked souls will be abandoned to dark seasons of terror and souls of splendor to my glory of abundance.  Therefore O children too close to the world, set yourselves apart and be holy as I AM holy.

Darkness, the Angel of the Seven Stars cries,

Darkness to you O land of America,

Darkness for your corruption, there will be no pity for you when all is exposed.

You Pastors of witchcraft in Africa and you prophetess of seduction in Myanmar, you shall fall into the traps you set for others.

China the Angel of the Seven Trumpets sounds a cry of alarm, blasting with anger of My holiness says Yehovah, the great and mighty one.  China My beloved, fallen so far from my favor, you kill My servants to hide your skirts and foul odor.  Do you think I have forgotten to judge you, you cannot run from My vengeance.

Bow low faithful ones in the land of carcasses, I will have mercy on whom I have mercy, and I will reject the sons of darkness as one rejects moldy fruit.

Favor on you, the poor of all nations, for all the peoples belong to Me, favor on the destitute, wait only a while longer, be patient in your suffering as I have for you.  Let My love satisfy you with wonder and My heart touch yours.  I will hear, for I AM a just God, you will be belittled only to be raised up, so that My glory may cover the Earth.

O you demons that gnash your teeth bite your tongues and leave My people.

Taxes, taxes, the authorities of a desolate land call out, but see I will tax you with plague, famine and war and you will pay with your own sons and daughters.  When you ask me, “Why have you done this?”  I will say, “I love justice and mercy and you have shown none, therefore I will show you none.”