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1999.12.12
house, for it is written: «I come to the faithful one and make a house for Myself, and make a
supper for Myself and dine with him at My table with him». Amen.
Blessed are you, who received Me with My word, for behold, the word has made its
room at you for itself and for you, and it sat down to a supper table, a supper of word, for every
man has to live by God’s word as his food, for bread is made by the word. And now we celebrate
a feast of heavenly New Jerusalem into My garden with you. The angels are gathered and sing
angelic praises to My victory from you. The saints marvel at My work on earth, My work that
I will spread and stretch out, and I will renew the earth with the word, and the earth will submit
and be renewed, as the faithful soul on it is a tool by which, I, the Lord, make Me a plough and
break new ground. Amen. The angels sing above My garden with you, for it is a feast of New
Jerusalem. The saints marvel, for they see the fulfillment of the prophecies, and My Father
Sabaoth is in Me, and I in Him, with the joy of the New Jerusalem. I am His little Lamb, Who
gave Himself over as a sacrifice for the redemption of the creature, and I took the book from
His hand and work according to it, for I opened it and I comprise you into it, and I give to
you from it, for this is what I said: «The Spirit of Truth will glorify Me, for He will take from
what is Mine and give to you. Everything My Father has is Mine. That is why I said that He
will take from what is Mine and will deliver to you. He will teach you all the truth, for He
will not speak from Himself, but rather He will speak of what He was told and He will speak
of those in the future». Amen.
Oh, Father Sabaoth, I took the book from Your right hand and opened it and work from
it, for it is written into the Scripture s: «Those that cleansed their garments washing them in
the Lamb’s blood, I will pasture and bring them to the springs of living waters, and I will
wipe out any tear in their eyes, and day and night I will set them as servants in My temple
and I will raise My temple above them». Oh, Father Sabaoth, We are in a heavenly feast for
the little garden of Our word and for the white stone in it, which covers the mystery of My word
on earth under it. This white stone is the cloud that covers Me, so that I may speak over the
earth. It is the throne, on which Your word and Mine sits reigning within the work of the Holy
Spirit. It is the mystery of the white horse on which God’s Word, Your Son, sits, and hosts
from heaven come after Me, when I come as word in the garden, for it is written into the
Scriptures: «The hosts of the heaven come after Him, riding on white horses and wearing
white and clean mink clothes, and out of His mouth there comes a sharp sword to strike the
pagans with it; and He will shepherd them with a rod of iron and He will tread the winepress
of the wine of God’s burning wrath». Amen. I open the book from Your right hand and I will
put it on this table, on this stone, and I sing My song of praise for this stone, and the angels and
saints are My glory and Yours, Father Sabaoth, above the garden, which carry this glory over
it. Amen.
― Oh, Son, My little Lamb, You should rejoice now and forever and ever, for this is
what I wanted for You when I destined You to come and become Man on earth and let Yourself
be slaughtered on the altar of the cross and to get up afterwards and reign over the vineyards
and over the dead as the victor over death, Son, My Little Lamb. You should rejoice, for this is
what I wished You. And I also rejoice in You, for You are My place, as I am Your place. This
is what I wished since the man was broken by disobedience. I wanted the redemption of crea-
tion, Son, My Little Lamb, and it comes again and it is being made, for You are My Word, Who
says and it is done.
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