..........and those tall trees, reaching out and spreading across America, sucking the nutrients and waters of the land, while depriving the inhabitants below of the sun of righteousness will not stand. They are a vile elite this politician, priest and seer. They consume My people while growing fat on their want.
Feed the flock of the slaughter for they are lean in being gleaned.
He gave me two staffs to herd this people. One was chosen Grace in Name and the other was chosen Covenant in Name. He moved me to stand in the wilderness to proclaim the witness of not calling them home, but to witness for the conviction of the judgment.
Those leaders gleaned His people and they bleated even more after in the sons and daughters of wrath, so it would be no more the Gift of Protection or the Marriage of Blessing as the staff was broken and the son of wrath would bring a breaking between the two Houses which David had united.
The evil forests how they spread like a plague withering the people of His park, a planted park, a fought for pleasant valley between the oceans of a fortress wall, but they took from the chosen ones and impoverished them all.
So feed the flock of the slaughter for the forest is soon set upon fire in the judgment from above.
The witness did not save. The witness was but the evidence of the trial to come. The witness provoked hatred for they would not listen nor heed the warning.
So I gave up my work by the force of choice for a pleasant ewe who the Lord did know, and, I asked of them for my wages, for they had profited by the Lord's working here. They had been guided by the work of the Lord here. They had taken glory from the work of the Lord here, and, as I asked for my wages, I got me none, but they got for them sodom.
They paid for me 30 pieces of silver, the wage of a promise of an injured and wounded slave, but the promise was a lie, so I could not even deliver it to the Lord as proof of the worth of the message He gave freely, but of a cost that none but the Lamb can pay.
Feed the flock of the slaughter for the Houses are broken.
And it was one month that the message was renounced by the Good Shepherd removing the evil and by the evil shepherd in guise, leading the flock to the slaughter of the gate chosen.
They will die as they die for no one cares and their leaders chosen will not spare.
Feed the flock of the slaughter and listen to the lovely songs played here of yore so that you will know a prophet once stood in this place before.
He will return in Goodness to the culls and the flock, marking them by exacting eye, but not before that wicked one whose arm of might is spent and the eye of discernment has gone blind.
Feed the flock of the slaughter, for it is slaughtered with exacting eye, a people chosen, peculiar and peculiarly ravaged by the shepherds they follow and the shepherds they fled as the felling of timber and the butchers maul once turned upon the flock is turned upon those in judgment.
Feed the flock of the slaughter for the hour is come, in a morning cut off he will be, and in mourning will the flock die for the sins of a false messiah in times done.
Feed the flock of the slaughter for Zechariah has broken and Ezekiel in likeness will join the two rods in the Houses healed in Him.
Feed the flock of the slaughter.
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I/R Zechariah 11
