Personal contact

Moses was taught by his mother;
"My son You were born the deliverer"
He tried to fulfill the prophesy in own might
He was a failure, so he fled Egypt for his life
Into the desert until the time of promise drew nigh 
One day he met the bright and burning light, 
That called him by name, anointed and commissioned him
From that time he was never the same

Chorus 
Personal contact with Jesus is what we need
We are God's attributes, deep calls to deep
We cannot thrive without that supernatural atmosphere
A spirit led life, Where the teaching becomes reality
We were born to rise up and take our place
Jesus Christ revealed to us personally 

Saul on his way to Damascus 
To persecute God's little bride 
When suddenly around him shone a great light
From that light a voice called him by his name
He was Called, anointed and commissioned, 
To be the messenger for the first age
After that supernatural encounter 
His life and name was forever changed 

William Branham as a young boy
In a whirl wind, heard the Voice of God
"Do not drink, smoke or defile yourself in anyway"
But still, His life's purpose was unclear
Then In 1946, the Angel met him in the cave
He revealed to him where his name was written
Then he faced the world 
with a 7th grade education

Personal Contact

3rd Exodus Singers

Come Let Us Stand

Gitaris : Raphael Christhophany Nababan
Lead Vocal :  Beatrix Sarifiti Mõhõ


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Gembala Jiwaku - Shepherd Of My Soul.mp3

THE LANGUAGE

Chapter 8: Baptism - Summary

The baptism ceremony reveals Zenithian conversion's true nature. As Lucien channels blinding white light into Mira, she experiences violent intrusion—not salvation but annihilation designed to erase personality and rewrite consciousness. However, something ancient in her blood creates an impenetrable barrier that completely repels Zenith's power. For the first time ever, Lucien's ritual fails. He maintains the facade of success to preserve his authority, but both now know the truth: Mira is immune to the supernatural mind control that has successfully converted everyone else, and something inhuman lurks behind Lucien's divine persona.

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Something Ancient Rises  
Track 05

Barefoot on the marble cold  
A thousand eyes, a thousand souls  
Watching, waiting, wanting more  
As I walk toward the altar door  
Mmm-ah-oh... ah-oh...

White gown hanging like a shroud  
Incense choking, lilies bowed  
Every step echoes my fear  
The golden light is drawing near  
Oh-way-ah... way-ah...

Kat is praying for my soul  
While I'm about to lose control  
The marble drains my body's heat  
As I lay down in my defeat  
Hey-oh-hey... oh-hey...

His hand upon my head like fire  
The vow I speak is born of liars  
"I give my body, mind, and soul"  
But something stirs beyond control...

He's reaching in, he's reaching deep  
Into the places where I sleep  
Burning light tries to erase  
Everything about my face

But something ancient starts to rise  
Something he can't recognize  
From blood and bone, from shadow's keep  
A power that was always asleep  
Always asleep...

Lifted up into the air  
The congregation stops to stare  
They think it's grace, they think it's gold  
But I can feel him lose his hold  
Ah-yah-oh... yah-oh...

His fingers twitch against my skin  
He cannot make his light get in  
Behind his smile I see the crack  
The shadow watching, watching back  
Way-oh-way... oh-way...

Not my will, not my choice  
Something deeper finds its voice  
Ancient blood beneath my skin  
Won't let Zenith's light come in

He pushes harder, I push back  
Not with light but something black  
Not evil, no—just something free  
Something wild protecting me  
Protecting me!

He's pulling back, he's letting go  
There's something here he doesn't know  
The Light recoils from what I am  
His perfect ritual is a sham

And in his eyes I see the truth  
Behind the light, behind the proof  
A shadow wearing holy clothes  
And now he knows... he knows I know  
He knows I know...

"Rejoice!" he cries to hide his fear  
"Another Chosen standing here!"  
They cheer and clap and sing their praise  
While darkness swims behind his gaze

I stand before them, playing my part  
With something ancient in my heart  
Untouched by light, unmarked, unknown  
A wild thing wearing Chosen clothes  
Wearing Chosen clothes...

Algo Está Rompendo

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