Thy will be done.
My brother my sister my friend.
This morning hear me and hear me clearly and hear me good because this is my sould purpose in the world at this time is to warn people of the impending doom and the possibility of salvation in Jesus Christ.
I am called to preach the gospel and as a gospel preacher I want to tell you this morning if I never say anything else in this church from here on in then we are living on the very verge of the end of the world as we know it.
We're being laughed at as fate, the supernaural, demonism, the miraculous, the end of the world, the anti-christ, the armegeddon.
All around us, things predicted in the bible are being unmistakenly fulfilled before our very eyes.
We read these words,
''But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night in whitch the heavens shall pass away with a great noise and the elements shall melt to his feet.''
The earth also and the works also that are
therein
Soft pile carpets wall to wall.
They're splashing in the pool.
They fornicate in corners and they're moaning in the haze. ยด
It isn't love, it's just the smoke.
The jokes are bad, the laughs are cruel
And lilly swings a knife.
The statues came to life, with stone swords crashing into heads.
The carpet's turning red.
The neon gladiators are sparring sparring on the lawn and trampling on the roses - they make the hostess bawl.
The walls are cracking.
Detectives leap from TV screens, they are screaming ''freeze!'',
Their fingers itching.
They are ducking as a chandelier comes crashing down.
And somewhere in another town, a finger pressed a k***, changed the channel, wiped a flannel across his face and danced.
He ordered you to dance.
They shoot horses, don't they?
They shoot as well, ha.
Dance devine, dance in sequins.
Here come the neon gladiators!
My brother my sister my friend.
This morning hear me and hear me clearly and hear me good because this is my sould purpose in the world at this time is to warn people of the impending doom and the possibility of salvation in Jesus Christ.
I am called to preach the gospel and as a gospel preacher I want to tell you this morning if I never say anything else in this church from here on in then we are living on the very verge of the end of the world as we know it.
We're being laughed at as fate, the supernaural, demonism, the miraculous, the end of the world, the anti-christ, the armegeddon.
All around us, things predicted in the bible are being unmistakenly fulfilled before our very eyes.
We read these words,
''But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night in whitch the heavens shall pass away with a great noise and the elements shall melt to his feet.''
The earth also and the works also that are
therein
Soft pile carpets wall to wall.
They're splashing in the pool.
They fornicate in corners and they're moaning in the haze. ยด
It isn't love, it's just the smoke.
The jokes are bad, the laughs are cruel
And lilly swings a knife.
The statues came to life, with stone swords crashing into heads.
The carpet's turning red.
The neon gladiators are sparring sparring on the lawn and trampling on the roses - they make the hostess bawl.
The walls are cracking.
Detectives leap from TV screens, they are screaming ''freeze!'',
Their fingers itching.
They are ducking as a chandelier comes crashing down.
And somewhere in another town, a finger pressed a k***, changed the channel, wiped a flannel across his face and danced.
He ordered you to dance.
They shoot horses, don't they?
They shoot as well, ha.
Dance devine, dance in sequins.
Here come the neon gladiators!