WHAT WILL YOU DO OH LAND OF AMERICA?
“What will you do oh land of America? What will you do when your shores are invaded? What will you do when you are left to your own devices? For at that time that is coming your nation will be torn right down the middle. You will not find the aid of the government to help you on that day.
For the earth will crack open on that day. A great rift will open-up. It will run deep and wide, and many will perish on that day. Those of you who live along the great river will lose all of your belongings. Some will struggle to get to the very top of the rift, and with their arms they will clench the sides. But many others will fall into the great chasm below.
You have been warned so many times before, and yet many of you have not heeded these warnings. Surely that day will come, says the Lord. It will come as a thief in the night. The Great Lakes of the north will spill over and they will overflow that great river you call the Mississippi. It will come, says the Lord.
And then your great land will be torn in half. Then your land will be separated from east to west. Ah, but you say that we are a holy nation. We were founded upon those holy principles. No, I tell you that your land is torn asunder.
You cannot stop the judgment that is coming. You cannot turn back the hands on the clock. For I AM a God of judgment but I AM also a God of mercy. And so that out of my great mercy I will spare those who come to Me on that day. But woe to those who shun Me. Woe to those who declare black as white. Woe to those who say they are righteous and yet they are not.
For you think that only one branch of your government is righteous. Your righteousness pales in importance to what you should really be doing. Your corruption runs like a cancer. Your leaders are as corrupt as they have ever been. You are blind to what is coming oh land. Prepare for what is coming or continue to believe the lies.”
Thus saith the Lord; Behold, I will raise up against Babylon, and against them that dwell in the midst of them that rise up against me, a destroying wind;2 And will send unto Babylon fanners, that shall fan her, and shall empty her land: for in the day of trouble they shall be against her round about.3 Against him that bendeth let the archer bend his bow, and against him that lifteth himself up in his brigandine: and spare ye not her young men; destroy ye utterly all her host.4 Thus the slain shall fall in the land of the Chaldeans, and they that are thrust through in her streets.5 For Israel hath not been forsaken, nor Judah of his God, of the Lord of hosts; though their land was filled with sin against the Holy One of Israel.6 Flee out of the midst of Babylon, and deliver every man his soul: be not cut off in her iniquity; for this is the time of the Lord’s vengeance; he will render unto her a recompence. 7 Babylon hath been a golden cup in the Lord’s hand, that made all the earth drunken: the nations have drunken of her wine; therefore the nations are mad. 8 Babylon is suddenly fallen and destroyed: howl for her; take balm for her pain, if so be she may be healed.9 We would have healed Babylon, but she is not healed: forsake her, and let us go every one into his own country: for her judgment reacheth unto heaven, and is lifted up even to the skies. Jeremiah 51