Poetry & parbles
Then I read in red what Messiah had said. Like a thief in the night will I come for the right. But Lord he had no right to take the election by night. Will there be a fight? For the theft of the left is obviously wrong. Still I will sing the new song. Then I saw upon the Mountain, the reason of it all. A ram caught by his yovel trying to sell his theft of your city as a peace plan ditty. Then I heard this word. Thus says the Lord God, the peace plan is a fraud. Therefore the election will be undecided until Jerusalem is left undivided. Those who try to steal my zeal will feel the frustration of my aggravation. A house divided shall not stand to divide my house. Grief unto the thief.
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Curt Zant, not your typical author. He's had ranches in Texas and Oklahoma and has a love for the land and outdoors. During his walk with God, he has experienced the Almighty's compassion for both the Jewish people and their homeland, and wishes to relay this divine desire of restoration for Israel to the readers. Curt has recently moved to New Zealand. Purchase "I am the God of Israel" here.