The Stage is Set Kricesoulja

This know also, that in the last days, the perilous time shall come, for men shall be Lovers of their own selves, covetous, boastful, proud, blasphemous, disobedient to parents Unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, truce breakers, false accusers, incontinent Fierce, despisers of those that are good, traitors, heady, high-minded, lovers of pleasures More than lovers of God, having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof From such turn away Practice the presence of Jesus Never learning and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth In the last of evil days, too many open doors With the word, cast the devil overboard, he's gone overboard This life of the board game, come with a double-edged sword No Excalibur, no known challenger, Jesus put a silencer When he was an infant, they couldn't kill him As a grown man, he subdued the villains, no death could hold us Christ is the life, who breathes in the children Faint is the one building us, he's coming back to get us While he's still with us, he's still in us. I practice his presence, like chin-ups So sinners can see the inner winner Lord invited us into an eternal dinner At least we'll be separated from the beast That's falling from the sky. Tierd of all his lies, all in disguise All these religions, God's not dead, he's still living. He delivered me from my sin condition With him, all things are possible He raised the sick and the dead in a hospital, in case you didn't notice him He roots up the evil and plants the fishermen I lose my life from the outside, gain my life on the inside, spirit living then He too lives in heaven, God can be anywhere, anytime, my brethren Spread the gospel to the heart, sick of the evil. When the light, break up the dark When the enemy lies, wait, Lord, subdue the hate. I hate to wait, search for the serpent, snake Be strong in the Lord, my shield of faith. I'll quench the fiery darts, aim for the face That wicked one, toucheth him not we gets power to cast out overide his plot's New mind, corrupt with knots That sin master Aim for the rich and middle and lower classes Keep yourself in fashion, Christ's order with Christ's passion Have a compassion, you get hit in a love fashion Who gave you that authority? Thanks for asking, I don't fear death threats Life ever this, will ever last and last forever in a better place Never ending story with the God of grace. Never-ending story with the God of grace It's a never-ending story. Never-ending story with the God of grace This know also, that in the last days, a perilous time shall come For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boastful Proud, blasphemous, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy Without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers Incontinent fears, despisers of those that are good Traitors, petty, high-minded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof, and such shall turn away Practice the presence of Jesus Never learning and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth That wicked one toucheth him not Power over devils Mark three.15, you are ordained to have power, heal sicknesses, and to cast out devils Mark 16.17, these signs shall follow and believe my name, they shall what Power to be saved, power to be healed and to heal Power to be free of devils and cast out devils like Jesus did Power to witness with evidence and do miracles like Jesus did Do you see yourself like Jesus Do you see yourself with power like he had Do you see yourself with righteousness like he had Do you see yourself with holy ghost virtue like he had Anybody ever touch your clothes and get healed like they touch him and get healed They've touched mine and got healed Practice the presence of Jesus They'll touch your clothes and get healed Totally blind woman touched me one night I was preaching She got close to the platform She reached out till she could find me She had this all planned in her mind just like the little woman in the Bible Planned to touch the edge of his garment Because she knew her being a woman, them disciples Not one of them would have let her get to him Oh, I want to be a disciple That's a doorway, not a barrier That little blind woman got through the crowd Stood right up against the platform People standing all around I was preaching Someone grabbed my pants legs I didn't know who it was I just kept preaching, ignored it because that happened so often She just hung on while I preached I didn't know she's blind A little while after I was preaching I heard somebody screaming out I can see, I can see, I can see And she screamed so she interrupted me and everybody else That woman had been blind and hung on till she got healed I don't tell you that glorified me You know my leg or my trousers didn't do that But as an act of faith, a point of contact to release her faith to God Jesus came and did it Do you see yourself like Jesus Do you practice the presence of Jesus Your hour has come to discover who you are What a tragedy to be born in the family of God retarded But God has a miracle for retardation What a tragedy to be born in the family of God Blind to the possibilities about us Blind to our potential, deaf to the cry of people all around us