By Kenneth Martin

Prophecy

For My People, I Say Unto Thee, Peace Be Still. For These Are The Days Of My Vengeance, Yea! Hell Follows After Me, Saith The Most High, Upon The Wicked. Peace My People For I Shall Shake The Earth In My Servant That Writes.

Yea! Peace Will Be Upon Those Of Mine When My Servant Shall Enter In Your Sanctuary Like You Have Never In Your Lifetime Felt, For It Is The Spirit Of The Living God In His Fullness That Dwells Within and Every Where He Walks Saith The Most High.

Soon You will See A Cloud From Above His Head On Certain Times, and Yea! Fire Shall Go Before Him and Behind Him At Times If Any Enemies Of Mine Shall Move Toward Him, Yea ! They Will Be Consumed By The Heat From The Blaze That Burns, Yea! He Has Told You A Fire Burns Within Him, Yea! It Also Burns Outside His Person.

Peace My People, My Servant Is Moving With Great Speed From All I Have Set Before Him. Yea! In Spirit, He Is Moving By Power and Prayer. Yea! His Prayers Are Moving Mountains, Yea! They Are Casting Themselves Into The Sea To Hide From His Presence. The Wicked Shall Tremble At His Presence.

Saith The Almighty God That Shall Reign Upon My Thrown Forever