Thursday, March 27, 2014

Praise the Lord!

"I will sing a new song to You, O God;
Upon a harp of ten strings I will sing praises to You," - Psalm 144:9

I recently  realized that the Dream of the Crown and Scepter on the Scroll occurred around the same time that the 444 sightings began. This came as I was again looking into the meaning of the dream. When I described the dream on the message board I'd described it as a Glorious Crown. I did not know at the time that there is a Crown of Glory. Maybe subconsciously I did? This research into my dream led me to google "Crown of glory 444". The first hit astounded me. It's a Lutheran Hymn about spiritual warfare and winning the Crown of Glory.  This is exactly what my dream was about! The Lord solidified it for me. The hymn and my dream are conveying the same message. It even speaks of the last day which I am linking to the blue halos of light in the sky. 

Once these connections were made the Lord impressed upon me an urgent need to write about these things so that they may speak to others that may be struggling with spiritual warfare, conquering sin and/or the meaning of the 444. 

So I set up the blog this week and the night the first few posts were made was the first night in a long time that I've had horrible nightmares. I have a feeling I know where they came from. The thing is, the source of those nightmares and I both know that Jesus has already won!!!

"For this reason, rejoice, O heavens and you who dwell in them. Woe to the earth and the sea, because the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, knowing that he has only a short time." - Rev. 12:12 NASB

"Rise! To Arms! With Prayer Employ You"
Hymn #444
The Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Eph. 6:10-18
Author: Wilhelm E. Arends, 1714

1. Rise! To arms! With prayer employ you,
O Christians, lest the Foe destroy you,
For Satan has designed your fall.
Wield God's Word, a weapon glorious!
Against each foe you'll be victorious;
Our God will set you o'er them all.
Is Satan strong and fell?
Here is Immanuel.
Sing hosanna!
The strong ones yield,
With Christ our Shield,
And we as conqueror's hold the field.

2. Cast afar this world's vain pleasures,
Aye, boldly fight for heavenly treasures,
And steadfast be in Jesus' might.
He will help, whate'er betide you,
And naught will harm with Christ beside you;
By faith you'll conquer in the fight.
Then shame, thou weary soul!
Look forward to the goal:
There joy waits thee.
The race, then, run;
The combat done,
Thy crown of glory will be won.

3. Wisely fight, for time is fleeting,
The hours of grace are fast retreating;
Short, short, is this our earthly way.
Then the trump the dead is waking
And sinners all with fear are quaking,
With joy the saints will greet that Day.
Bless God, our triumph's sure,
Tho' long we did endure
Scorn and trial.
Thou, Son of God,
To Thine abode
Wilt lead the way Thyself hast trod.

4. Jesus, all Thy children cherish
And keep them that they never perish
Whom Thou hast purchased with Thy blood.
Let new life to us be given
That we may look to Thee in heaven
Whenever fearful is our mood.
Thy spirit on us pour
That we may love Thee more--
Hearts o'erflowing;
And then will we
Be true to Thee
In death and life eternally. Amen

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