I Love to Hear the Praises of My People

July 29, 1985

I LOVE TO HEAR THE PRAISES OF MY PEOPLE singing as one great chorus of angels from every corner of the earth. What began as a small chorus is swelling into one great choir as millions join with you to sing and pray the very songs of Heaven. There are no human words to express the greatness of My love to you all as I see the love you have for one another as you reach across denominational walls which, without Me, are barriers of stone and are impregnable. You are all My special children and the sheep of My pasture, ordained as priests and kings in My courts of mercy, chosen to bring My rich love to smite the opposition of the proud, an irresistible love gushing down to you in mighty torrents which cannot be contained in any one church as My love to you becomes your love to those who persecute you, and is a weapon which they cannot oppose. Love always finds a way when there is no other way. I give you peace in a world of war and comfort to withstand the onslaughts of the enemy. My power and grace are yours. As I endured the cross, you too will be given all of Heaven's provisions which will be more than enough for anything I ask you to do. As you seek my face, I will bless you and reveal My ways to you so that you will better understand my purpose for choosing you as My servants. As you learn to understand me and what I am trying to do in the world, My ways become your ways and My thoughts your thoughts. Sit quietly at My feet and I will tell you the truth of eternity. I will speak to you if you will allow My voice to come to you as you bustle to and fro with busy-ness for Me. I have so much to tell you if you can find the time. Let me plan your time, dear children, so we can work together to restore the Kingdom in the hearts of My people. I love you with an everlasting love and give you My peace when there is no peace. Your praises have not gone unnoticed, and I will remember you when you need Me. I bless you as one great family in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. THUS SAYETH THE LORD.


© 1999, Doreen Palmer

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