Spirit Of Prophecy Is: The Testimony Of Jesus Poem by Barbara Blevins

'm dead to the world, alive in Christ, I yearn for eternity,
World honor not for me, I want New Jerusalem, to live as royalty.
My God chose me and anointed me at age nine with prophecy,
I didn't understand the gift, I was frightened of what I'd see.
My God would reveal visions and dreams, and they came true,
I couldn't imagine, God was preparing me for works of him to do,
I have interpretation like Daniel, God reveals mysteries,
He leads me in spirit & truth and fills me with his testimonies.
God pulls my spirit upon a mountain, a voice so powerful & strong
He tells me of false worshiping, he teaches me right from wrong.
That's how he taught me of the false image, men worship today,
I had images, until God taught me in spirit of them that day.
I gathered the images and God told me to give them to a man,
He said to give them with the message he gave on the mountain.
I took all to his house with message, & scriptures printed out,
Time past, nothing happened, satan attacked my mind with doubt,
I said Lord I done what you said to do and men are persecuting me
The next morning I went to pay bills in my mirror I did see.
The man's store full of images burnt the only remains, a cross,
The preacher repaired his store with images, oh what a loss.
I pray God open his eyes, he's leading your children astray,
His Church has painted images, God speedily open his eyes I pray.
He's in carnal mind, instead of God's spirit,
He couldn't comprehend the message, he couldn't see or hear it.