The Children WILL NOT STOP Knocking, Asking Him to Open the Door, Enable Them to ENTER. His Children Know Him THEIR Father, Know that He Gives His Children the Key to the Door, Closed to STRANGERS. LOST the Key? Father WILL Rise in the NIGHT time at their Call, He Knows THEIR Voice, They Know, His. The Voice of Spirit. The Substance of God His Substance IS NEVER TURNED AWAY. God HAS Opened His Door, His Way, Revealed to His Children, but the Door REMAINS Closed to the children, strangers to His House.
Children of flesh, not Spirit, the dead OF NIGHT that walk the NIGHT OF TIME, SEEKING entrance to a room-in-His-house, IF they WERE His THEN they WOULD Know, HAVE the Way to ENTER.
AWAY FROM Me, My House, My Door, My Children ASLEEP IN darkness of night UNTIL Morning of Day BEGINS.
IS there NOT TIME, Given to the children of flesh to BELIEVE Become, a LIVING SOUL IN Christ? God Knows the Seed, Living Seed from the seed of death, the dead men walking on their path to NON existence. Get AWAY FROM Me you children of wickedness. Try to enter, get IN and I Will CAST, THROW you OUT again.
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