Behold, there is a grieved woman and she calls: do not weep over me, do not mourn because you Oh world is forever wrapped in your sin-garment with your god Mammon to which you will cling desperately to the end. Yes, the Holy Spirit is now a grieved woman, she is saddened with the entire earth now dewed wet with her tears and there is no more future hope that trusts in her firmly.

There is a grieved woman and the sky is not clear-blue anymore but it is dejected grey and dull because the world religion was not built on firm rock but on loose sand and Wisdom was oppressed and kept back by haughtiness. In the crush of the churches the foolish congregations followed behind the lie like idiots and they liked Satan’s bride, the scarlet woman Babylon, exceedingly.

Oh there is a woman and she calls loudly: do not weep over me, do not mourn me because the grave that was dug was not for me, it is only for you oh world. You should have been either warm or cold in your love for me oh Christianity.  But you were exceedingly lukewarm and you gave your loyalty to a world system. The path of Righteousness was way too narrow for you, but your feet firmly trusted the wide path of the world and therefore the realm of death will now wrap you into her darkness forever.

There is a grieved woman and she calls: do not weep over me and do not mourn me. Once upon a time Elohim offered His promise, His loving kindness and His covenant through this Spirit to Jacob, Israel and king David. He called this woman Unique, Holy, Set-apart, eternally faithful to His Seven Spirits. He who grieves this Woman will have to regret it forever because she is the Love Spirit of God and nobody may blasphemously jeer at her.