GET UP MY CHURCH, GET ON YOUR FEET!

September 5, 1988

Get up, My church, get on your feet! Stand up and be healed in My Name. You are my Bride, and I want a pure and holy Bride, not one dirty with sins of the world. Your hands must be washed in My blood, and your lives set free from all demonic bondages before you can be Mine. Only those willing to pay the price can be freed from the oppressor, only the pure in heart shall see God. A fountain of living Water is ready waiting to baptize and cleanse you if only you humble yourself before Me and seek My face. Let none be found wanting when I pour My glory into your midst and seal you with My blood. The glory clouds are already rolling in for those whose hearts are purified, but I cannot move until the cleansing has been completed. PROPHESY O SON OF DUST TO THESE MY PEOPLE SAYETH THE LORD OF HOSTS, THE KING OF HEAVEN!