www.revelationsofjudithdebeer.co.za

Through the abomination of Babylonian church-preaching, the holy altar has been broken down by liberalism. Nobody has the guts or courage to light the sacrificial fire again. Look, the pure virginal garment lies crumpled, hidden. Yes, with the mongrel gene woven into the gene that was pure once.

With only one out of a big city that can still tremble in respect before the face of God. That strives toward the God-given freedom of Adam. From a very large land-region I hear the voice of a single individual trembling in emotion: Only for you, my Elohim, will I live and will I stand. I know you have not forgotten Your little remnant. Therefore I will eat the Living Bread of Mercy only from Your hand.

I know that You will come and break open the dead, dry land for me, into living water fountains. You will take revenge on my enemy. While they will beg You for mercy, You will break the back of the entire world-force. I will listen to their distress in their plea for help. Look, my heart will not in the least become soft because of this. While your dagger of righteousness will stab deadly in their midst.

You will come and break down the big abomination. And after this, the Eternal Sacrifice will be lit again, in Your honour. So, sing oh Sion, your freedom song, so that your enemy can know it is your God living courageously in you. Sing your song, so that your enemy can know of her downfall. Sing, oh Jerusalem, your New Song, without fear. Look, only you are invited as guest of honour to the big Wedding feast. Yes, to be with Elohim, Sion and angelic hosts in the Paradise-feast.