Poems, Riddles and Parables

And Sayings from the LORD

From the Throne out of Heaven my father sends judgments; disasters meant for correction. Destruction comes, disasters loom; now look at a Country of gloom. Laughter fades, smiles of sternness. Where does freedom ring? Bells of jolly now is folly; Look to the east and see whose sorry.

Here two four; there at the door; I examine, I judge, I purge, I refine; to the throne I bring mine; for there I will requite; to account, to foretell all they have done Changes come soon

To my own: They same I’m ok; from the Throne I say I don’t own. They please a man; they live in grand; deny my Son and reap my hand. Do you know what time it is?

I called to my own, my Grace was shown; from the throne my Father’s Love was sown; Now I turn and come to my own. The Angels sound; they mark those found, faithful in love serving above. Here is my Reward, it’s in my hand; My father’s house is now at hand Take note of December 2021

December the Month of Turning – events that My Father has appointed will not be delayed; vengeance, retribution and calamities foretold here and now will unfold; these come at night they have no light. See how I open my hand of judgement says

the LORD

Here and now this land is judged. My people cling to things that pass away. I remove by my hand idols of prey. Look to he left; look to the right here comes disaster for I slay at night.

Changes today, changes tomorrow; the sound of vessels; the sound of my call; Do you know them all? I am LORD the maker of all. He whom I chose shall fall; here in the sand, there is too close a call; from the throne And my hand I have called them all.

Changes in time changes at nine; for who knows what’s in the Father’s hand; I called to my own I set in order; the time of seasons will hold no longer; I change the wind I change the sun; the moon the stars that I hung; Who can say what are you doing for today I bring from my Father’s hand. Drought prolonged

Hear the call of Trumpets; hear the sound of man; there in the desert places it will land. Though the south wind blows; the east wind scorches; from the Throne I send Lightening, Thunder and Hail; who can escape from my Father’s hand; know for sure I judge this land.

Stop and go. Run and hide; what is this by thy side; For from the east and down the coast. I plan calamity from of old. Thorns and thistles briers and chaff who can say this at last. This is in my house; compromise says the

LORD

Here is the sound of thunder now hear the Wisdom of men; For who can declare the beginning from the end; My Father speaks once my Father Speaks twice; now is the time I display my hand; here and now I judge this land.

Fall and rise, run and walk; here this fall I cause a fall. My father sends a dividing rain from the east and west it comes above. Those who say I am sealed in Love will I take to my Father above. History changes reasons are many; here comes disaster upon many. Most people claim that relationship special but now is the time to seek my Father. My Father divides sheep from goats. He warned he spoke so look no farther.

My father sends rain; My father sends drought; My father appoints blessings; My father appoints disaster; who can say I shall live in ease. Signs above, signs beneath; here comes disaster from the east. Chesapeake Bay

Speak once speak twice; by nine my sights are seen for all to speak; I look I guide I heal I wound; who can say I don’t move. Here I am; this fall to all that come to the throne and fall. Testing and Purging

Hear this saying my son. Changes come soon at the throne of His Mercy. To delay no longer I have called in Mercy. Those who repent will receive my Grace; To go any farther they must run the race.

Changes in time to the seasons this fall; I come in glory for those that fall. Changes in history and changes in seasons I mark each one for these reasons; take not his mark that you do not fall; My Father extends Grace to all that call. My Grace will soon be lifted.

Testing My Grace and running this race My father provides to all His Grace; The time is near for those who hear; I visit this fall from heaven up here. Many will say they hear my voice; to them is given an ear to hear. They see my Grace abounds and stays upon all who say; my Lord is King and just we sing.

They brace so tight and behold my face; to them I called they ran in haste. See how I send the thundering rain? Teach me this riddle and teach me to say Jesus my Savior to Him I brace.

Never a Judge but one who has his price for judging Never a Priest tradition teaches, take a payment for teaching Never a Prophet but must have his hand lined with silver for reading the future Yet they say the LORD is in our midst and calamity could never strike us !

Prophetic Proverb / Riddle

From the South the breeze doth blow; from the North and over the horizon the enemy advances; the LORD in strength in vengeance displayed works a work that none shall believe. Judgment from on high; Hold tight to the throne; Here comes disaster from the west, northwest Test the water; there is no potable water

Prophetic Parable

There is more, there is less; There is great there is small; What is this on the wall ?

Hear the sound of footsteps Hear the trumpets call; Is this not the writing on the wall ?

I provided my Mercy my Grace to all; Now I visit in the fall.

Prophetic Parable

Some will plead for mercy While others mock in haste And now I send thundering rain on all that hate. Turn to my Father for His Grace

Prophetic Parable

Two fold nineteen and 9 for this is the time these two are sent from the abyss and down from heaven; who can tell there is leaven ? There are those who have yet to repent; What is this I have sent? Charge everyman to bend the knee; here it comes from beneath. And now I turn to strike with three The Beast The False Prophet The Serpent from of old

Prophetic Parable and Riddle

Solution = 4199 to faint with fear

From the earth; out above the heavens; the cosmic signs declared by the seven; the troubles come; calamities strike; here comes another from under heaven The chastisement of the wicked

Justice and Mercy have I extended; mincing and jingles have I seen. Pride and arrogance like him was seen; now I turn from thee to purge away what My Father sees. Stiff neck Rebellion

Dried and parched the land lies in anguish; My Father warned of things to come now who can resists the Word that’s come; for none consider as the days draw short; now is the time for Grace removed and for sudden destruction appears; The flight in winter; My Father purges those who resist.

Two are better than one for the days will divide in two; the morning brings horror; the evening brings calamity; My Father’s anger have I warned; two by two they go; three by 3 it consumes Water The harvest The day laborer

From the Throne to what’s grown I have set a time of hardship to redeem my vineyard back from the day laborer Smite the laborer Change the times Blow the Trumpet, Sound the Alarm

Four to Four underscore the reason; time no more for the seasons. Gather witnesses state your case; here I come for redemption. Solution is “Not condemned”

Four to Four = 88 x 2 = 176 means “not condemned”

Fourth Night, fourth watch the throne of deliverance for all who abide: down the west coast trouble advances for all to know the Father’s wrath; kindled in heaven down to the earth upon my enemies will it scorch Hail from heaven

Changes in time changes in seasons here in the fall; the seasons end; I change the times to My Father’s command that henceforth there be no reason - for delay no longer; Trouble this winter Reconcile your matters for these reasons Forbearance ended Justice prevails; underneath heaven on all who dwell

Today, Yesterday, Tomorrow from thence I speak judgments; My house is corrupt unclean and not just; I sweep, I clean I purge it now. I remove these three The faces on the wall The merchandise on the table The money box under the altar

2 fold 19 and 9; what is about to cover this land? I will spread my net upon Babylon and she shall be taken in my snare and all the trees of the field shall know that I the LORD have brought down the high tree have exalted the low tree have dried up the green tree and made the dry tree flourish. I the LORD have spoken. From the North

From the Throne through-out heaven the winds of Change the Son directs; My Father sees the hearts of men who change their glory to their shame here and now they send for him but I am the one who can forgive; teach me this riddle and teach me to say repent and forgive for I come to slay From this time forward losses mount

Two fold three fold four score and six; twelve at night in the snow; your flight is in winter; for as many as I call and for as many that are chosen; their eyes will see what My father has spoken; Look ahead; Look behind; reconcile your flight Here and now in the snow do I send Two fold = 4

Three fold =6 Fourscore = 80, And of course add 6 Totals 4686 Which means To bring under control and to continue to restrain to hold in check.’ To hold in custody; lockup or shall I say lockdown as the case may be.

To the Throne from under heaven; there in My Father’s hand you have protection. Under the fall; and Away from the Throne; in My Father’s House they have shown. Evil pervades The righteous mourn; here it comes

In Time; No Time; From My Father’s Throne come Calamities foretold; Underneath heaven; All who dwell; Changes in Time; Changes to seasons; My Father prepared for these reasons; Here and Now the Heaven’s declare; My Father’s Hand will not spare; of Noah, Daniel and Job; only these three are spared. See how suddenly danger appears

Changes to time; changes to seasons; here in my Father’s hands I look for reasons. Some pray for mercies; others pray delay; and still some mock at the Father’s delay. Know for sure My Father sees those who belong to me. Jump and shout; come and say here we go there’s no more delay. The healing balm of Gilead was poured out and none accepted

I weep, I mourn, I cry, I wail who will comfort me? I gained, I lost, who will restore to me? I came with nothing; and went out full but returned empty. The Lord deals with me in perfect justice. The Lord visits his house this year

Twice in time; twice by nine; before I strike they hide behind; My Father says a calamity strikes; Know for sure My Father smites, a deadly pestilence on them with pride; Some will see the Hand of God; but many will say they had the mark; The day I come My servants arise; here they are to take a ride; Celestial event Cosmic upheaval The Heavens rent

Troubled in time there is trouble at nine; Before noon have I drawn a line; Summer is gone the Fall is past; When frost turns to snow I will have past; I warned my people it comes from above; Who will now say I’m a God of Love? Teach me this riddle teach me to say; Yah My God; that’s His Name

First the guest then the pose; strike together they suppose.

Stranded in the desert; coming by sea; Up in the heavens many will see; Here comes calamity others see; Look to the left, look to the right, turn around and ask about; Are there any that see My Hand Around ? I rebuke and I chasten and I press together; I allow purging and refining and send these two together; From below calamity strikes; and up above is thundering rain; And now I will not restrain. Here it comes from within; Major cities will crumble from

within says the LORD.

There is rain; there is sleet; there is snow; there is heat; There is Spring; there is Summer; Where is the produce that is supposed to be harvested? There are clouds; there is wind; Where is the early and latter rain? For now I remove, smite and chastise; I bring low the one with pride; I provide for the humble. Jump and Shout for here comes your KING in all His GLORY !

The Spring the Fall; the North the South; Here they are to take the fall; My Father says the judgments come; Who will know where they’re from; From above and beneath; Here they come; a strike from the east; Tell my people the time is here; For them to hear My Fathers’ near

Those who Trust, I take to Father above; For they are sealed with My Father’s Love; Most will stand and look around; Where all the calamities surround; They go through the trials ahead; little do they know what comes next: Judgments from above

Hear from below there in the west; Who can see what is next; Look around and cry aloud; Shake your fist and curse the wind; Behold; I have chosen their end; My Father sees those who are right; Do you know I come at night? Houston will be destroyed

From the South Wind a gentle breeze; From the East wind a scorching heat; From the West; The ground dost break; Have you not seen I deal with hate; Jump and Shout; My Glory around; I release now the weather about Thunderstorm; Downpour

Hear the sound of a Trumpet; Hear the plea of man Who knows what’s in the sand? They come down with shouts aloud; Here and now with those about; The heavens declare the seasons around; Now and then these will shout; Here comes calamity from the eastern route. Look at your feet look at the sun; Here and now they take the guns; Trouble awaits those who resist; Give them up for they persist. Chesapeake Bay here it comes

There at the table these will place, My Father’s Mercy, My Father’s Grace. I will find those that hate; My judgments will proclaim. I begin at my sanctuary, My Glory departs; What is this that’s on their face? See how it’s my judgement they hate!

I call out and say bend the knee, and prepare to forgive; Seeds of bitterness do not defend. I return with My Father’s message; Let all those with Faith come to their house above. Here I prepared mansions with Love. The time is now for those to repent see how strike with thundering rain.

The humble I forgive, The repentant shall live If its upon the altar I forgive For at the altar everyone must lay Pride and envy or its displayed

The winds blow strong the hearts stand strong; There is calloused that don’t turn from wrong; I smite to teach Righteousness to each; Will they delay to bend the knee. Here it comes from beneath Under the earth From the abyss Very intelligent The wisdom of men Appeals to the soul Has all the answers Many solutions Provides the leadership Condemns the soul

Now I say from two to four Here I am at the door Most will say I will be safe Little do they know they cannot escape My wind of judgement, my hand is heavy I bring it down and strike with vengeance Who can say it won’t touch me Here comes the thundering rain

There before the Throne my Father commands Each person must stand Prepare to declare For the life they lived will unfold And everything hid will be told For it’s the sin that’s judged for them that live But now I say it’s time to forgive

Hold not a grudge bitterness forgive There at the door my Father commands For everything done shall be laid bare I kill not the sin confessed My Father says it’s not assessed

Here we are standing on the fringes of time It’s the harvest people I seek at this time Some say I come in the Spring; Others say I come in the fall My return is placed in the Father’s Hands There I await my Father’s command As the Harvest begins to ripen and the time draws near

Behold what my Father says He will draw near As the Messengers come and go the Reapers separate the tares Look how I prepare to bring my Father his share

There are those prepared for war and those prepared for prayer. They have reached the heights of the moon and gone to the depths of the sea And now I turn to this people and ask who can see For I have prepared days of hardship that none have foreseen Look now below and above And tell me are there any that love

My judgements are just and My ways are perfect Hear the powerful thundering from above Listen to the rumbling from beneath What is this that comes from the east

The days are dry the sun is hot does anyone know what’s on top From below and beneath there is heat Do you not know these three come from the east • The sound of the Trumpet • The sound of the Angel • The sound of Thundering

Choose your stronghold be it a fortress? Brag of power; display your might ! For I determine disaster and slay at night When the allies say help us out Beware of danger then and now For my servants foretold calamity from them See how I warned today back then • Obadiah 7

The Lord presents a riddle I came as a man; I knew not sin I proclaimed His Name; and set them free I broke the yoke and delivered to them A Word that hears a Word that sees Who am I?

Clean your vessel and do it now for who can say thus it is now For the LORD He comes with Angels about Who will know but those who shout! See Him now His Face Behold those who are left shall now be told My judgements come for they are swift here and now the month Abib

Over the horizon the moon up yonder are there not two that make you wonder; Look above look beneath look to the east does it rise with ease? The stars at night they have no light; The clouds have changed they have no rain;

Look below the waters are dry; did I not say I will deal with pride? There is none to help I will not hear I judge you now I come near The end is near the Trumpet sounds All you left will stand around

The seasons change; seedtime and harvest move aside. There are those who contend with pride My judgements come they do not delay; Hear from the others what do they say For those with pride will surely stand aside As the thundering rain drives the season away

Though they speak the parables of My Father as they run from here and go to there The days draw short, the sun moves aside Behold My People become My bride For today I say those with Me Shall run with shouts and praise with glee Unto the west and unto the east Watch these two come with ease

Here in the snow do I send They are the ones who have yet to repent Know for sure My Father sees Those who conceal what others see I shake the earth I confound the wise Who can now say otherwise My servants come brazen with swords Who will confront the Word of the LORD Bend and repent for this is the time they are sent

Seasons of plenty, seasons of famine; there at the door I will examine. The Father above has set his seal of love. Who can deny the righteous cry. Here I am to bind that pride for I am the judge of them that died. Turn to Me and free your soul. Wash it clean and come to me. For I am here to take you home. Won’t you come to the Father’s Throne.

Chasing my sin and looking to conceal; who knows; who can reveal; I see it now and stand and smile I have the vocabulary which in style People greet me in my suit; little do they know; I do not deal; I stand aside as they come One by one I steal with pride; Now I return with coat and tie who will know it is I

The lust of the eyes and the pride of life it entices every man as a lie. Over time the lie changes and covers the soul. The freedom to hear My Father’s voice is encumbered by my dirty soul. Repentance from my heart cleanses my soul so that My Fathers voice can be heard. Chasing my sin has set me back how can I know the river of life. My name is written; My name is erased who can but know the Father’s fate Drink water from your own cistern

Dancing with sin

There is wailing in the streets. I have set my face to the east. Sorrow and lamenting shall not cease. Look to the street; describe the smell and tell me of hell. I perform my Word it comes from the east. Look no further than your feet.

The trees went forth arrayed for battle; clouds of thunderstorms stood above; the weather changed and lightening prevailed; as the trees ran for cover behold the sky opened up but what should appear but Angels proclaiming Jesus is here.

The trees came forth one by one looking to the Father above. As the lights began to fade the trees had no shade. Here they are now in the dark who could tell they had the mark. For now I say they had his name how they could withstand the thundering rain. Teach me this riddle and teach me to say Jesus my savior I have his name!

I have a plan for them that stand; I hear their cry as they shout aloud. My Father above has marked them with love. They walk in shame; they play no games. Their Faith is strong as they serve in song. The day I hear the righteous cry I send from heaven and let them fly.

Hear the sound of the Trumpet hear the plea of man Do I not see the their plans For My Father above who chose his Son Yes my Father above has shown his love Who can change the sun above It rises here and sets over there Now I move this hemisphere - Continents shift

The pride of this Nation do I smite; Heavens armies are arrayed waiting My Father’s command; Displaying My Power, Righteous judgement, I overturn rocks and reveal deep and hidden things. I move upon the laws of Nature. I change the time and seasons. I remove rulers. I perform My Father’s will. Behold the plagues of Eqypt. Behold the birth pangs upon you. Travail and bring forth says the LORD

Here I am before them all Judging sin in My Father’s house; open the door; My Glory departs; The praises of men bow to the son of sin: Its the favor of man; the stature of man; the golden nugget; the calf of man; Dance and rejoice; here is your God; Here I am to judge them all; My anger burns I will not relent; Here comes a woe to destroy them all

The LORD says as My Word releases POWER so I release My children; I move them about I send them south. My Word supplies it’s out of their mouth They see no evil but behold my mouth; They dance and shout and praise My Name; Look at the wonders they proclaim; Teach me this riddle; teach me to say; Jesus My Savior ─ that’s his Name!

I called and let My Glory be seen. I opened the gates of My Vineyard that all could see. I place at My gates those that ate but feeding My Lambs could not to be seen. Now I send and look for fruit from the tree but all who enter were robbed at My feet

Look above and look beneath what do you see on the street. Now I remove the door of this tree and Smite with these three: Death, Famine and Pestilence.

Some try the Spirit but there is no result. For those who have not the Spirit they cannot exalt. My Word testifies to those whom I call. Here I am exalted of all.

There are some who trust in man Others trust in God Fortresses are strong God’s Word is stronger The foundations beneath crumble from within Who can declare the beginning from the end I turn and smite those that hate And now they bare their fate

The Lamb of God is coming soon Here He is on the move Those He takes to His Father above the treasured souls from Calvary’s tree.

Seed time and harvest I redeem. The earth and its produce it can’t be seen. I hand them judgments; perfect justice now I turn and release these three. Look above and look beneath here it comes from the east. Many will doubt My hand about but know for sure I judge you now. Thunderstorm: Downpour: Dangerous

When that thing begins to speak; self-righteous and pious is that King. He knew not I departed until the Kingdom fell. He held out the scepter but all could tell there was no power for him to dwell. Gone from heaven; the light is quenched see where he abides down in a tent.

For some hear the sound of a trumpet while others hear the sound of a song. Some say yeh others say nay. Who will be the one who erases your name. As the temperature changes and the season moves forward where does it go and who can bring it back.

They delight to know My ways but never sit at My feet. How can they learn guided by the blind. Behold My Name; Sing Aloud; Shout for Joy; I bring about.

God is King and Jesus his Son. Who can say thus it is done. See how I move I sweep from the east Danger and calamity for all to see. Upon the walls over the top here it comes nice and tall. The lights go dim; see from within here you are come from afar. Many will mock and say how cute little do they know I smite what they do.

For as many that are called: for as many that respond; there shall be a proving, there shall be a refining; underneath heaven all that dwell. It is in My House they sell. Teach me this riddle; teach me to sell, But the Lord says My Glory I do not sell.

Hear the sound of thunder; hear the sound of roaring. Here is your Savior riding in Glory. Behold I come quickly says the LORD

Some are strong in chariots, some in horses but we are strong in the Name of the LORD our God

My son hear a certain parable. There were five of my Chosen among a group of gatherers. As they day grew; the sun shined bright they all enjoyed its light, its warmth; its display in the heavens. However, evening set in and the gatherers decided to celebrate the beautiful day I created

Unknown to them all was that my appointed time of reckoning arrived. All were speechless wondering how can this be? With a deep gasp of desperation one by one begged for more time to prepare but none will be granted.

The five Chosen bowed their head in shame knowing the Father’s will they foolishly used their time. My son what will be they fate of those five? I tell you they will be appointed to the outer darkness where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. My son What I say to you I say to all. Prepare for My soon return.

O Babylon O Babylon how I mourn for thee How I waited but you would not return to Me O Babylon O Babylon how I placed My Grace upon thee but now it is no more O Babylon O Babylon I mourn for thee.

Write this vision O Man. Here is the My pride of Nations brought low, humbled and cast away from My sight. How I grieve for my people who once carried the LAMP. But now the light is gone. How I grieve for a Nation that once carried My Name in battle but now carry the pride of life. How I grieve for a people that do not know Me. The time has come for Me to display My Power to this people. My Glory I will not share with another says the LORD

For this is the thing the LORD has said; there is small, there is great; there is more there is less; for whom can you run to and find what you need. To where will go to see I have not provided. For I have removed this with My own hand says the LORD. Lift up your eyes and look before you; is there anything to eat; if there is for what will you purchase it with.

At what costs will you provide for that which will not satisfy says the LORD. Thus shall Wisdom speak on the matter: Today you will see this thing tomorrow it is not; then how will you see He who changes the times and the seasons?

O my people, O my creation, O my son how I grieve over this people. How my heart longed for a fruitful field, a fruitful vine and trees of righteous in My land. But my valley yielded bitter fruit thorns and thistles. O How I placed each tree in the valley, and each vine within my garden yet bad fruit and sour grapes were brought before me.

I covered the field with my clouds, I sent my rain and I provided the display of the sun for seasons and growth. Yet sour grapes were presented to me. O trees of the valley and vines of My garden see how I now remove your light and bid my clouds to drop no rain upon you.

I speak to the earth beneath and It shall move from you. I command My destroyers to loose themselves O my People, O my creation O my son, I will take My Glory from among the Nations and provide a time of judgement says the LORD.

A man sent His son to journey, to abide, to remain of which He said, occupy till I come; but the son grew weary, he grew faint during the heat of the day. Thus he said I will rest to gain my strength. But I say to you My strength is made perfect in weakness. Shall I bring to birth and not deliver says the LORD. The days of mourning approach. This people, every man, his strength will fail. Every man astonished at the sight to behold. Be on your guard says the LORD for this is that hour.

The sun rises, the moon sets. The stars shine, the saints likewise. Where is darkness and where does it hide?

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