The apocalyptic trumpets
of forty days and forty nights , so that You could dwell in my body and in my spirit as on the throne of the judgment of the creature , because You made me your useful work after You worked me , and then You made me the voice of Your word over the earth . Oh , when You entered with Your Spirit in my body to speak out of Your trumpet , Lord , I saw then all Your pain from the man , all Your longing and I also saw Your resurrection , and then I understood that You came again on earth as victorious over the death , for only death rules over the man , only death , Lord , and the life sighs and dies away sighingly , and the man has no wisdom , because he does not have humility for life , Lord .
Behold the day of Passover of the year of 1955 , when You started Your trumpet sounding and You announced Yourself as the One Who were resurrected from among the dead and You said to those who were watching over my breath of life , which could hardly flicker : Christ is risen ! Christ is risen ! Christ is risen ! This is how You spoke , resurrected Lord , and since then You have been speaking , and behold a feast of the Pentecost of Your word which started through me , Your trumpet , fifty years ago , a day of Passover according to the time and in the likeness of that time , and one day more in order that the step of fulfillment could be seen . Oh , Your path was beautiful , because it was full of sigh after the man , but it has become beautiful and very beautiful for You now by those little disciples after the work of my work with You , Lord . I look with You at their wisdom full of humility where You had room so wholly and I look with You at their hard sighing , for Your coming down has become difficult and heavy , and they are little under it , and they are so little that You cannot be glorified through them before those who are great on earth .
… I glorified the feast of the work of Your word , Lord , the feast of Your pain , which has been crying for a long time , for seven ages , Lord , since the year of 1955 , seven times seven years and even over this border , and I spoke much , Lord , in the day of the Pentecost of the feast of Your word , within Your second coming from the Father in man . Amen , amen , amen .
– You spoke , Verginica , but you are My trumpet from which My word had been crying before My great glory . I had been crying much , My Verginica , and no one has been crying as much as we had . Oh , who is to cry with Us and with those who cried so much , who carry Our work started by Us fifty years ago ? Oh , where is the one that may no longer oppress the little and weak shoulders of the cross of My coming as sighing word after the man , My Verginica ? But now , the comfort from Us helps them , for we have to work wholly over the spirit of the world in order to destroy it from the earth and from man and to be able to accomplish My life in man with death trampling upon death , for the sins will receive their wages and it will trample over them and it will condemn them in order to lift the man up from the sin . Amen .
… Oh , and I ask you , My people , no to live as on earth , and rather to live as in heaven on earth , and to listen to the law of the heaven and to eat only from Me and not from another spirit , My people . And now I put again the true seal of the Son of the Father Sabaoth , Who came on earth and trampled with death upon death in order to appear as true God from true God . Two thousand years ago , I died on the cross and I was resurrected from the dead and I left this seal : Christ is risen ! Christ is risen ! Christ is risen , then and now , My people , with His body then , and with His word now , people of the word of My coming with the new birth of the world , which will be born again by the word of God . Amen , amen , amen .
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