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In the eastern sky, we will fly up high. the elect to see, the great jubilee. Giant tables of food, marriage supper to conclude, the sea of glass, throne of God alas. Thousands of believers, crowns for achievers, our savior to share, the army to prepare.

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Date: 5/14/2011 4:10:00 PM
Wonderful John as always.What a great day it will be.Anne
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Date: 5/9/2011 4:58:00 PM
thankxx John..for your sweet compliments.. I am raptured with your words as well luv.. let us continue to share ...
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Date: 5/8/2011 11:37:00 PM
Amen! I am not a prophet nor do I pretend to know the exact date, but I feel the Lord is getting ready to do some big things. I just pray I'm here when it happens:) God Bless. R.M.
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