Across a very large area here on earth a song resounds and the words go like this: Oh let only Elohim’s Great Will be done now and therefore separate the Edomite from the true Israelite because the hybrid-gene is summarily prohibited from the sanctuary for ever. Yes, a song resounds, come and stand together now oh holy ones, sift the flour and remove the impure mite and so separate the pure Israelite from the midst of the impure Cushite.

Across a large Southern area a Voice resounds like Thunder, commanding the people and nations now and this while angels shoot like thunderbolts through the sky. The words of this song go like this: For long enough the world treated the chosen completely too hardheartedly and therefore the sanctuary is so passive. Yes, for long enough this condition has deeply grieved heaven and therefore the purebred now become deeply loved before God again.

Across a very large area there now resounds an ominous war song and death has much accommodation to offer Canaan and look, in its end the big red beret will fall under the hand of a woman, yes under the old judgment of the Ken’ite and look the enormous numbers of Cush disappear in the distance, yes into thin air.

Across a large area a terrible terror-song resounds while the holy ones attentively watch their surroundings for everything which is impure. Behold, Mammon is now finished commanding the people and nations and Mammon’s feet of iron and clay have crumbled and he lies seriously injured in great inconvenience.

So the good yield of the land now goes to Jacob Israel and it is completely free and Sion and Jerusalem receives a love letter from heaven and the words thereof go like this: Oh My Bride, I love you so infinitely, forever and always