(Jesus said to his Apostles)
"Marvel not that I said unto thee... 'Ye' MUST be born AGAIN.(reincarnated)
Being Born AGAIN(reincarnated)... not of corruptible seed... but incorruptible.
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Then He said... "To what shall we 'liken' the Kingdom of God?
Or with what 'Parable' shall we 'Picture' it?
Sing unto 'Him' a new song;
Play Skillfully... with a Loud Noise.
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And 'AGAIN' when... 'He' bringeth in the 'Firstbegotten' into the World.
He saith, "And let all the Angels of God worship...'Him'.
But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the Angels of Heaven,
but... my Father only.
He set singers before the altar...that by
their Voices they might make sweet melody.
And daily sing praises in their songs.
Psalm33:3 (King David)
Sing unto 'Him'a 'New Song'.
Play 'SKILLFULLY'..... with a 'LOUD NOISE'.
For unto us a child is born. Unto us a son is given.
And the government shall be upon His shoulders. And His name shall be called...
Wonderful Counsellor, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Jesus said, "The foxes have their holes and the birds have their nests,
but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head and rest."
Thomas could not comprehend what Jesus meant when He said...
"I will come again, and take you to myself.
That where I am... You may be also, and you know the way where I am going."
Thomas asked..."How can We know The Way?"
Jesus answered.... "I am The Way... and The Truth... and The Life."
But... in the Days of the Voice of the Seventh Angel...
when 'He' shall begin to sound. The 'Mystery' of God... should be 'Finished'.
As 'He' hath Declared to His Servants... the Prophets.
"Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas
"Once I rose above the noise and confusion.
Just to get a glimpse... beyond this illusion.
I was soaring ever higher... but I flew too high.
Though my eyes could see... I still was a blind man.
Though my mind could think... I still was a mad man.
I hear the Voice's when I'm dreamin'.
I can hear them say.... Carry on my Wayward Son.
There'll be Peace when you are done.
Lay your weary head to rest... don't you cry no more.
Masquerading as a man with a reason.
My charade is the event of the season.
And if I claim to be a wise man.
But...it surely means... that I don't know.
On a stormy sea of moving emotion.
Tossed around... I'm like a ship on the ocean.
I set a course for winds of fortune.
But I hear the Voices say... Carry on Wayward Son.
There will be Peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest.
Don't you cry no more.
Carry On... you will always remember!
Carry on... nothing equals the splender!
Now your life's no longer empty.
Surely... Heaven waits for you.
Carry on my Wayward Son.
For there will be Peace... when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest.
Now don't you cry no more........ NO More!!"