Heaven is great and hell is hot. Choose you this day whom ye shall serve. Why beholdest the beam in other people's lives and not their own? Why shouldest thou considerest to do wrong? When thou hast thee opportunity to do right? Dost thou know I'm a God of Judgement, I still love thee. But I will not always chide with man. I'm coming back soon. What a terrible day that will be if thou knowest me not. Can you imagine Gabriel with his instrument in...
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