Lori Anne Hale

Men Of Renown

How long shall this murderous campaign persist before its genocidal rampage is stopped? Where are the “Men of Renown”, you good men who will take a stand for the voiceless and innocent? Does this generation of mankind possess such courageous men, or do those of such noble character no longer exist in this nation?…

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A Resplendent Sound

Let the sons of Korah rise, those who worship in Spirit and Truth. Then with melody and song let their lips release a new anthem of praise to My name! Again, I say, “Rise, you sons of Korah, and take your place before My throne, for it is by assuming this humble posture that the revelatory utterance needed in this hour…

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A Kingdom Oasis

Shall I abandon you altogether, inhabitants of Kadesh, for you continue to worship at the altar of the pagan god Mohammed, whose bloodlust cannot be quenched? For like a rotting corpse has been the stench rising from your wicked sacrifices, as the spirit of death hovers over your lands. And so just as a barren woman…

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Oh Lady Liberty

Like a harlot who sells her body for a price, Lady Liberty stands disgraced, as those entrusted to safeguard her honor have whored her out; for again she has fallen in with a bad lot. Then with greedy hands, her wares are sold to the highest bidder without concern for her own well-being. For it’s no longer her virtues…

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It’s Harvest Time!

It’s harvest time! It’s harvest time! It’s harvest time! So rise up you servants of the Lord, take up your mats, and slumber no more. For while you slept the Master made ready the threshing floor and sharpened His scythe, as surely in this season the soil shall produce a great harvest. Awaken, oh sleeper, climb out of your bed…

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This New Sound

What extraordinary days have fallen upon the Church! In this season a new divine utterance shall arise from their midst, resonating from deep within, out of those who have encountered the compassionate care of My healing hand. Then like the Balm of Gilead, a fresh anointing of hope shall be poured out upon My children…

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Land Of The Rising Sun

How long shall you live in the shadows? How long shall your fields glean a sparse harvest? And how long shall My Name be forgotten amongst your people, Oh Land of the Rising Sun? Shall I leave your storehouses virtually empty, knowing lack from blighted vineyards? Or shall you, too, Oh day breaker, be shown My hand of mercy…

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