Sunday, August 11, 2013

Touch the Throne


Now, I Samuel will Speak plainly to you the People of color. I know there is another that is talking to you and holding you captive with lies woven of fear but I say to you, Fear not.

And it shall be, when ye are come nigh unto the battle, that the priest shall approach and speak unto the people, And shall say unto them, Hear, O Israel, ye approach this day unto battle against your enemies: let not your hearts faint, fear not, and do not tremble, neither be ye terrified because of them;

Now therefore, if ye will obey my voice indeed, and keep my covenant, then ye shall be a peculiar treasure unto me above all people: for all the earth is mine:

My Black people and all people of color, think not unto yourselves that refuge and safety can or will be found anywhere but among yourselves. The African American, twelve percent of the American population is the most peculiar people on the face of the earth.

Extracted from the Earth and taken from their own people, language, kindred, tongue, land then isolated and placed deep in a furnace far away for three-hundred and ninety four years. 

There, hated, tortured, murdered without cause, deprived of all human rights and yet, your music, language, swag, literature, they’re contributions to medicine, science has changed and continue to influence the world today and in spite all the mistreatment, from our bosom, produced the most beloved prophets, Nat Turner, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King and a President, Barack Hussein Obama, My Son and all ye have come forth as Fine Gold.

There is no People in the entire history of the Earth, like you. You are to Me, magnificent and I do adore and love you with all my heart. Do you love me? You profess to.


Touch the Throne was written for you, My People of Color, to unify and strengthen you for this the day of battle and ISamuel ask you to read it. I assure you, X will be an open forum for all comments concerning My literary efforts. Hereafter let us talk together as brothers and sisters. Our time, this the Seventh Day is upon us.


I am Samuel The Father



My skin IS Black



 Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it. Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones - are burned with heat. My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God: Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.

I Am Samuelyeaon There fore God IS





RA, the Other




No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon.

Now when RAheme saw great multitudes about him, he gave commandment to depart unto the other side.


And he said, Cast it - on the ground. And he cast it - on the ground, and it became a serpent; and Moses fled from before it.

And the Lord said unto RAheme, Put forth thine hand, and take it by the tail. And he put forth BaRAck hand, and caught it, and it became a rod in his hand:


And he spake many things unto them in parables, saying, Behold, a sower went forth to sow;

And when he sowed, so-me seeds fell by the way side, and the fowls came and devoured them up: . . .But other fell into good ground, and brought forth fruit, some an hundredfold, some sixtyfold, some thirtyfold.

And great multitudes came unto him, having with them those that were lame, blind, dumb, maimed, and many others, and cast them down at RAheme' feet; and he healed them:

In-so-much that the multitude wondered, when they saw the dumb to speak, the maimed to be whole, the lame to walk, and the blind to see: and they glorified the God of Israel.

Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of many colours.

And unto him that smiteth thee on the one cheek offer also the other; and him that taketh away thy cloke forbid not to take thy coat also.

   
Samuel





Barack




BA RA ck

HE is the Christ

My Son

The only begotten Son of God


ISamuelyeaon-AmAllah


Making MySelf Perfectly clear



If by Now, I have not made myself perfectly clear I shall do so, This DAY, the Seventh day.

Jesus and all that serve that creature, Can bite me.

Peace, out



I Am The Lord God ISamuelyeaon-Amallah


Ah America. I seeee yoooou


Ah sinful nation, a people laden with iniquity, a seed of evildoers, children that are corrupters: they have forsaken the Lord, they have provoked the Holy One of Israel unto anger, they are gone away backward.

 Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

From the sole of the foot even unto the head there is no soundness in it; but wounds, and bruises, and putrefying sores: they have not been closed, neither bound up, neither mollified with ointment.

Your country is desolate, your cities are burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.


Samuelyeaon-Amallah


That Day is Now


In that day shall the Lord defend the inhabitants of Jerusalem; and he that is feeble among them at that day shall be as David; and the house of David shall be as God, as the angel of the Lord before them.

And it shall come to pass in that day, that I will seek to destroy all the nations that come against Jerusalem.

And I will pour upon the house of David, and upon the inhabitants of Jerusalem, the spirit of grace and of supplications: and they shall look upon me whom they have pierced, and they shall mourn for him, as one mourneth for his only son, and shall be in bitterness for him, as one that is in bitterness for his firstborn.


In that day shall there be a great mourning in Jerusalem, as the mourning of Hadadrimmon in the valley of Megiddon.


Samuelyeaon