A poem in my mystery prayer language translated from Yoruba to English 4\/10\/2020:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My legs are covered. <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n 14 <\/sup>if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n 12 <\/sup>Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n 14 <\/sup>\u201cBlessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n
We went straight up.
Don’t be afraid.
So why don’t you come to me.
I’m very excited.
You can go straight to the gate.
Then he started to show them what he did.
In the morning you will be greeted with a rose.
I just called them.
I know that fire is clean.
Please fly to me. <\/strong><\/em>
– – – – – – – – – – <\/p>\n\n\n\n2 Chronicles 7:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
1 Timothy 6:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
Revelation 22:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
Song of Songs 2:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n