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this world. And his apostles were men who worked ordinary jobs and did not go around

preaching for money: As many of you are now doing! For as the Scribes and Pharisees

were—Yeah! Those who conspired to have Jesus killed, so are a great number of you

preachers and teachers today. You are selling my people falsehoods and lies! For look!

They are still sick and dying! Your end, Oh modern Scribe and Pharisee will be worse than

that of the drug dealer!

Take a look at Israel! Is there not trouble in the city that is called by his name? Shall the

rest of the world not have trouble also? Who are you people that gather together on

certain days, dressed like peacocks with straighten hair, painted faces, painted nails, with

gold and jewel ornaments upon your bodies? Thinking you are alive—yet you are dead! Is

it not written that you should humble yourselves before God in prayer? Yet you say that

you come to worship him? Truly I tell you, he cannot stand your proud looks! And he does

not hear your selfish prayer! Cause you sit one by the other with contempt in your hearts.

And your singing is like noise in his ears. For you do it to receive applause and praise

from each other. Yeah! You even give your gifts with great pomp, and loud

announcements. Better that you keep your offering, than to do it with such noise.

For your gifts are like dung in his sight! ITS TIME TO STOP YALL!

How can we say that we love the Lord, when we do not love each other? We love those

that love us—at least sometimes we do. And some of us go out and give a little to the

needy, only to be seen of men—or on special so-called holidays. We are trapped in the

traditions and doctrines of men. And have left the true words of the Almighty God.

Caught in the deceptions of the false prophets and being led like cattle to the slaughter!

Oh! How is it that we people, the misused of this world, the oppressed and down trodden,

how is it that we have forgotten the God who has brought us up from slavery? The God

who has brought us up from Egypt through the dark nights and muddy waters of suffering,

when we were not counted as beings of mankind? How is it now that the shackles and