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lördag 2 maj 2015

A letter from the People of the Cross

Is. 1:18 "though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;"

Video 3:44

"Love is coming after you. With an army of Martyrs faithful unto death. Carrying a message of life. The People of the Cross come to die at your gates. --- If you won't hear our message with words. Then we will show you with our lives. Laid down. ---  There is blood on your hands brother. Come lay your guns and your knives at the foot of the cross. A love that is overdue and overwhelming brethes through your cities...--- Where can you ran for his love? ---  You die for your god, our God died for us. The King of Kings. Jesus Christ."



"A letter from the People of the Cross" (3:44)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSv4vBcFyvo&feature=youtu.be




The text:

A Letter from the People of the Cross to ISIS

"The world is talking about you.
 Your apocalyptic dreams and spectacular sins
 Are now awakening the Middle East.
 In your holy war, come to holy ground.
 Come children of Abraham come,
 The people of the cross gather at your gates with a message:

Love is coming after you!
 Like a rush of wind grazing over the pacific,
 From hills of the Mount of Olives to the desert winds of Jordan,
 From the cedars of Lebanon to the silk roads of the East,
 An army comes. With no tanks or soldiers,
 But an army of martyrs faithful unto death,
 Carrying a message of life.
 The people of the cross
 Come to die at your gates.
 If you won't hear our message with words,
 Then we will show you with our lives
 Laid down.

For every throat you slit and every woman you rape,
 For every man you burn and every child you turn to dust,
 There is blood on your hands brother.

But Come Brothers Come!

Come with your bloodstained hands,
 Come with your eyes full of murder for the people of the Cross,
 Come lay your guns and your knives at the foot of the cross,
 A love that is overdue and overwhelming,
 Breathes through your cities.

Though your sins are like scarlet,
 They can be washed white as snow,
 Though you call yourselves servants,
 He will make you into Sons,
 Where can you run from His love?
 Even the darkness cannot hide you!

Come Brothers Come,
 There is the sound of a rushing rain,
 To remove your sins and bind your wounds,
 You die for your god but our God died for us,
 The King of Kings comes to be the sacrificial lamb,
 Slain on the altar where we should have been,
 Jesus Christ, Isa Al Masih,
 Walks through the Middle East.

There is forgiveness tonight oh brother!
 There is healing for your sins oh brother!
 We are no different.
 Apart from Christ, we are no better than the worst jihadist,
 Christ has been crucified once and for All.
 To make sinners like you and me into brothers.
 Even you.
 Even now."



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