40. Gods People Delivered
When the protection of human laws shall be withdrawn from those who honor the law of God, there will be, in different lands, a simultaneous movement for their destruction. As the time appointed in the decree draws near, the people will conspire to root out the hated sect. It will be determined to strike in one night a decisive blow, which shall utterly silence the voice of dissent and reproof.
The people of God--some in prison cells, some hidden in solitary retreats in the forests and the mountains--still plead for divine protection, while in every quarter companies of armed men, urged on by hosts of evil angels, are preparing for the work of death. It is now, in the hour of utmost extremity, that the God of Israel will interpose for the deliverance of His chosen. Saith the Lord; "Ye shall have a song, as in the night when a holy solemnity is kept; and gladness of heart, as when one goeth . . . to come into the mountain of the Lord, to the Mighty One of Israel. And the Lord shall cause His glorious voice to be heard, and shall show the lighting down of His arm, with the indignation of His anger, and with the flame of a devouring fire, with scattering, and tempest, and hailstones." Isaiah 30:29, 30.
With shouts of triumph, jeering, and imprecation, throngs of evil men are about to rush upon their prey, when, lo, a dense blackness, deeper than the darkness of the night, falls upon the earth. Then a rainbow, shining with the glory from the throne of God, spans the heavens and seems to encircle each praying company. The angry multitudes are suddenly arrested. Their mocking cries die away. The objects of their murderous rage are forgotten. With fearful forebodings they gaze upon the symbol of God's covenant and long to be shielded from its overpowering brightness.
this revelation is incomplete, it continues.. and improves..
Know then..that near the end of the 17th Millenium of Man,
From the anaemic and corrupt remnants of a weak and directionless empire,
there arose a man like a spark of divine flame,
who would ignite a cleansing conflagration that swiftly spread across the Galaxy.
Onward, his fleet blazed across the cold gulfs between the stars,
Until that final ultimate day...when he stood before the great Oracle of Delfinium,
"Behold!", the Oracle shouted into the minds of a thousand, thousand worlds,
"For He is the one of whom the prophesies have spake!"
And the diadem was lain upon his brow,
as he cast his gaze across a newly won empire,
And the Oracle proclaimed..
"POMPOCLES, KING OF THE UNIVERSE!"........
