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Revelation 1:7 - Behold, He is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see Him!

He who is least in this world is great in my kingdom. I shall pluck up from all nations, mine, and they shall be called great. With my MIGHTY ARM, I shall pluck you up as grapes. BEHOLD, I COME as a thief in the night for what is mine. My chosen shall reign with me forever, My glory to behold! Come one, come all, beckon to my call. The lambs of this world shall be separated from the goats. Do not look on the riches of this world as great, for in my kingdom they are naught. Little children beckon to my calls. I call those I love and those who love me. I call to the lost. My voice shall not forever be heard. . . . . There is an appointed time when my still soft voice will be heard no more. Please be gathered among mine. I offer you all - you refuse to hear. I offer you beauty - you refuse to see. I offer you of the tree off life and you refuse to eat. How long must I wait? Little children, I mourn and grieve for you. My patience runneth nigh . Doubt not my word. Run into my arms so that they can shield you and hold you from the wicked ways of the world. My eyes behold the wicked - my tears fall for the abused and homeless. My own hear my voice and seek my refuge. In me they know they find shelter.