THE LITTLE SCROLLA Prophecy By Dr. Deagle To Ameri

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THE LITTLE SCROLL
A Prophecy By Dr. Deagle To America

The words of William, son of William, in the line of Aaron who was among the physicians of Colorado, which he saw concerning America in the days of Clinton, President of America, two years before Y2K. Thus saith the Lord: Have I not called you from before the day of your birth in nineteen hundred two score, ten and second year? Did I not say to you, "At the time of the end you would know and you would tell my people?" Did you see from your eighth year from the gates of heaven and high above "my blue jewel the earth," how I will reign down judgment upon this world? Did not the prophets of old tell of such a day, but those who call themselves my people said prophesy not, but tickle our ears with comforts and ever increasing self-righteousness and power with the Holy One of Israel? Did I, Jesus, not show you these things that must happen so that all mercy, grace and justice is served, and then the end shall surely come?

Did not the fireballs rise all over my blue jewel, heat, brimstone, and the red smoke of the abyss roll as a scroll across the horizon to cover in deepest darkness? Let there be two score years from the day that you, my servant, have been called until these days of the wrath of the evil one are cast upon the earth. For he knows that his time is short, and great is his wrath. When my angel casts him down into the abyss, surely he will never rise for my kingdom will be from everlasting to everlasting.

I, the Sovereign Lord of Hosts do declare that the day of the Lord is near, even at the doors. From the going forth of this word, there will be times, times, times, times and half a times, until the great and terrible day of wrath of the Lamb. For in the fullness of the Gentile times, the prayers of the saints rise up as a fragrant incense to my nostrils and I am stirred, and there will be no more time that My Spirit will strive with the spirits of men.

And this is a mystery, My wrath is to see my face and be forever forgotten from my body, the church. The wrath of the evil one is to steal, kill, and destroy until the fullness of the wrath, six trumpets, six bowls and six vials. Only when I break the seals may the wrath of the evil one be poured out upon those who bear the Mark and worship the Bearer of Light and not the Creator. I am the Holy One who died and shed the living waters of life that you would never thirst, but you would not drink. Therefore, you will receive my wrath, which is the seventh trumpet, the seventh bowl and the seventh vial in completing your iniquity and I decree a separation as an adulterous bride forever from her groom. This alone is my wrath upon a dying people and a passing world.

And he said, Thus saith the Lord; For thou O nation which appears as a lamb but speaks with the voice of a dragon, You who have a sea of my Word but do not drink, Thy transgressions have called out to my ears for judgment. You, America, who carry the word of my testimony to the world, have taken your heart far from Me.

Hear this word that the Lord hath spoken against you, O children of America, which I have brought up from all the lands of persecution. Your nation I have set high above all nations as a light to truth and justice, for you feared my Words. You were children of Light and not of Darkness. Therefore, I will punish you for your iniquities.

Today, I blow a trumpet for my people, come out of her daughter of Babylon the Great. She has made the whole earth drunk with the wine of her outrageous profits, of every stock option, dividend and contract. You who rob the poor, crush the weak and sell with insider information, while you convince the foolish enough to believe your lies and by until their wealth is dust and sand that have fallen between their fingers.

The evil one stalks a prey and I revealeth it to my servants the prophets. Those who hear these words, who heed and obey, will escape 'through' the days of trouble, as my people did to the land of Goshen, when I sent the plagues upon the land of Egypt.

Proclaim in the streets of Islam and Russia, that America knows not how to do right. I send among you Gorbachev, who seeks to tell another gospel and you write the Earth Charter as your new commandments. He bears a Green Cross and defiles the cross I bore for you my people. Because you have forsaken your first love, America, I will send you Global Eco-Communism and Islamic Terror.

Did I not tell you before it was the city of seven hills would send one with mitre and the scepter of a shepherd to lead away all those that love not the truth, and he knows me not? But you O wayward people did follow the Harlot of Babylon, all you daughters of harlotry. Were not those I gave my servant Moses enough law to condemn all those upon the earth, that none are righteous, not even one? Did I not write on the flesh of your heart my commandments, to love your God with all your heart, soul and mind and love your neighbor as yourselves? You made yourselves righteous in your own eyes.

I call upon these peoples of oil and fire for judgment upon this nation, for America knows not to do right. You, O America, who store up and prepare violence against your own people and plots to inter them in concentration camps and make covenants with the illuminated sons of Satan. I have judged you and found my cup of wrath full with anger against you.

You, O America, who conspire to spoil the bread and steal the light, to place a Mark on all your people, I have this against you. Moreover, you force the whole world to worship other gods of trees and crawling things and waters which were foreign to you, so that all may take this Mark. You croak as the voices of frogs are heard from the pits of your throats the song of a sustainable world without my Holy Name. No repentance is seen in your actions, for your hearts are far from me and my spirit will not strive long with the spirits of men. You, O America, swear by your power and might that by that false prince that comes, surely now we have "Peace and Security"! A sustainable planet will not surely die!

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You, O America, who swear to destroy my people, this is what the Sovereign Lord says, I will send fire upon your coastal lands and upon your cities, and I will send a hoard from Russia and Islam and all the nations with them. I will enrage them, and draw them with hooks forward into your lands for your arrogance and blasphemy against My throne and my Name. You who conspire to kill their innocents like lambs at slaughter in Iraq, and yet let their leader live to serve your purposes.

You who cry, "Leave Clinton finish his term," our portfolio is bursting with the last quarterly earnings and peace and security are surely ours to rule the earth, and profits wash away a multitude of sins. You say, who cares if we who send His word to all the world, send gifts to our enemies of the technology and money to destroy us. For we speak as a Dragon, and who can make war with America?

You call yourself a Lamb but are like a raging lion that threatens to rain fire from heaven on all your enemies. You say in your heart, we will sell them bullets, but we will bind them tightly with our computer bytes, and surely none will escape our all seeing eyes!

You, O America, who oppress the poor and sell the needy nations of the earth the seeds of famine, I will send you death. You, O America, who have set yourselves up to be the god of this world, I will bring you very low, and your murmurs for mercy will cry to Me from the dust and ashes of your nation.

You, O America, have not only shed the blood of my littlest ones but have denied care to your poor and elderly. You have forced the heathen nations of the earth to kill their little ones and I see their blood upon your hands. It cries to Me from many lands for justice; How long, O Lord, will our sisters and brothers die in their mothers wombs at that hands of America and its multinational corporations? Have I not declared that you must not make any of your children to walk through the fire for Molech or Baal, but you did? When your president vetoed the abomination of murder by suction at birth, where, O church, was your outrage? Where were your lawyers and physicians that call themselves by My Name? My judgment starts upon My house that sees and rebukes the demonic horde but does not speak in the houses of law and in the capitols of your cities against this outrage. Prophesy not in My name if you do not first stand in the breach for the least of your brothers and sisters, here and in many lands. I do not need your permission to rebuke the hordes of Satan. I desire only that you love and serve only Me, and not buildings and programs and warfare that sets you arrogantly at My right hand.

For I will hold you, O church, that calls yourself by my Name, and your bloodguilt, O quiet warriors. I will forever silence you unless you turn and repent for not speaking against these murders. Henceforth, from the treaty that divides my holy city, Jerusalem, and the day upon which the house of Judah commences the sacrifice, I will anoint my people of the house of Judah who believe on my Son and on the house of Israel who believe on my Son, to prophesy to America, and all the earth for twelve hundred and three score days to this nations and all the nations who would conspire to wipe out my people and the nation of Israel.

When these days of prophesying are closed up, and on the day of my Passing Over my people as I did upon the firstborn of the lands of Egypt, I will send again the Death Angel upon the earth to reap a harvest into my kingdom and cast the timid into the fires of eternal torment. I have decreed for twelve hundred and threescore days wars, pestilences, death, and the greatest earthquake upon the earth until the cup of my wrath is empty and all the earth is a desolation.

Cry, you high generals and politicians of the illuminated One, for he will not save you in the day of my wrath. Hide yourselves in NORAD and FALCON and the bowels of IRIDIUM. For in one day, at the Long Blowing, I will appear with the hosts of heaven, and those who are mine will rise to be my Bride forever. But woe to you, O daughters of Babylon, for you have set your gods of technology, medicine and genetics to create yourselves as gods; but you will not.

Therefore, eat this scroll, for its sweetness will be savored by those that hear and obey my voice, but your stomachs will turn with the sourness of destruction that will come upon the earth. Just as my voice of seven thunders has spoken, it will surely come to pass, and there will be no more delay.

The Lord God has sworn by his holiness, that, lo, the days shall come upon you that you shall not escape, of fire and brimstone and captivity. Your sons and daughters will fall in the open fields, and fall like chaff at winnowing time. I will give thee for a feast to the beasts of the field. Puzzle not at a man grasping his stomach as if in labor, though his face cries crimson in the agony as in childbirth, for I have sent fireballs of wormwood upon this people and they will surely not escape. America, who for a time would rain wormwood on all those who would not take the Mark, let them drink a double portion, for a nation who called themselves My people and are not.

Escape, I say, My people from this land, to the North before the great and terrible days, for I have given you twelve hundred and three score days to prophesy to this nation of America, in mercy and justice before my wrath is poured out in full.

Weep, you nations afar off. Woe, woe, woe, great was the daughter of Babylon. By her sons of the Illuminated one and by their stock market, many nations and peoples have become rich. In one day has come destruction to the cities of glass and steel like mountains of light. This is what the Sovereign Lord says, Go forth once more unto a hard and arrogant people, a righteous people full of purpose and plans, with my word on their lips but a curse in their hearts. Turn, you sheep, from the pathway that leads to destruction, and become my people again and I will turn to you and heal your land and set my tent over you and you will be my Bride. But if you do not soon turn, then in the day of my wrath I will set my face against you and you will become only a whisper in the darkness, O America.