I have nothing profound to say today. My heart weeps for the rejoicing of the wicked, who have signed into law that babies may be murdered up until the time they are born. The law states that if the abortion fails, they may kill the child post-birth. How can they cheer for this evil? God will smite New York, and all places that undertake to pass and celebrate similar evils.
God has judged this people, and they will be destroyed. They are not going to repent. Oh God I curse them! And oh God may you curse them! I know oh God you are long suffering and merciful, as you have been towards me and my sins. But stay no longer your sword of justice! No longer allow the wicked to mock you, to slay the innocent blood, and to rejoice in their wickedness. Surely every thought and imagination of their hearts is wicked.
Their hands are stained with blood. This land is polluted with the blood of millions who have never been atoned for by the guilty. Oh God smite the proud and the haughty! Our land is filled with violence! All creation has become corrupted before you!
OH GOD, DO YOU NOT WEEP FOR OUR INIQUITIES!?
Oh God, how long until the wicked no longer prosper!? How long must the righteous weep and pay for the sins of the guilty!? How long oh Lord, how long until all the proud and rebellious are smitten before thee!?
How long oh Father, oh Yehovah, wilt thou allow the cries of thy fair sons and daughters to come up before thee!? How long will you sit by and watch as your children are raped and murdered, tortured, abused, persecuted, put to the flame and cross!?
Oh God I will suffer all things for your sake, but please spare my family the pains that are coming. Oh God, protect the innocent. Lead them to places of safety oh Lord. We need Zion now oh God. We need it now! May the cleansing come soon, that Zion may be built, that the humble may dwell in safety from the chaos of this world.
I put my trust in you oh God. I do not doubt your wisdom, mercy, nor justice, I only plead it may come swiftly on those who rejoice in their iniquities. Oh God purify thy saints, even if it must be, in the fires of persecution. Divide us from the wicked oh God, and spare us from the burning to come.