Thanking My LORD for [HIS] never ending intersession in my life B. J. Thomas: Hooked on a Feeling (James, 1968) - Lyrics

Dear LORD thank You for knowing, for soothing and constantly comforting me from "ever lasting" to "every lasting". LORD you knew when she hated me for growing in her corrupt womb. YOU saw every foul deed! You healed every burn, laceration, penetration. LORD you heard every lie that old Jezebel whore told to any one dumb enough to listen.

Thank You Heavenly Father for ALWAYS  protecting me from MONGRELS LIKE MARTHA! A fallen woman, a jealous hater.  A woman so carnal and lustful she sat on her daddy's porch finding herself pregnant every year from men just as low and carnal. A fallen woman so foul and disgusting she laughed, bragged that SHE FLUSHED FIVE BABIES DOWN THE TOILET!

A woman too evil to ever accept responsibility for her filth! A reprobate so ignorant, common and immoral SHE PREACHED!

 Woe unto every person that still loves and admires this known ABOMINATION! Woe unto the "Church" too cowardly to admit they were had, used by her for many, many years.

Woe unto her sons. LORD protect them until they can pray to find the strength to rebuke the woman that knowing destroyed them so she could have a footstool, a "commode" .

GOD said NO!

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!"