Latest Medjugorje Message, October 25, 2019 “Dear children! Today I call you to prayer. May prayer be a balm to your soul, because the fruit of prayer is joy, giving and witnessing God to others – through your life. Little children, in complete surrender to God, He will take care of everything and will bless you; and your sacrifices will have meaning. I am with you and bless all of you with my motherly blessing. Thank you for having responded to my call. ”

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I Imagined that the Amourcratica Are Choirs of Seraphs, Cherubs, Thrones, Reigns, Empires, Powers, Principalities, Archangels and Angels. Listen to the Lace of God’s Adoration with Saint Michael the Archangel and the Choir of Angels

Angels, Archangels, Thrones and Sovereignty, Principality and Power, Heavenly Powers, Cherubim and Seraphim Bless the Lord forever. Amen.

Choir S o n a n t e
God, look to my help
Lord, hurry to my rescue.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit
As it was at the beginning, now and always and forever and ever. Amen.

Let us pay tribute to the Lord of Angels.

  1. With Saint Michael Archangel and the Seraphim Choir
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,

pray for us to the Son of God.
Let us pay tribute to the Lord
King of Angels.

  1. With Saint Michael Archangel and the Cherub Choir
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  2. With Saint Michael the Archangel and the Choir of Thrones
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  3. With Saint Michael Archangel and Chorus of Reigns
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  4. With Saint Michael Archangel and Chorus of Empires

We love you God! (Three times)
Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
pray for us to the Son of God.
Let us pay tribute to the Lord
King of Angels.

  1. With Saint Michael Archangel and Chorus of Powers
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  2. With Saint Michael Archangel and Choir of Principals
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  3. With Saint Michael the Archangel and the Choir of Archangels
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.
    Let us pay tribute to the Lord
    King of Angels.
  4. With Saint Michael Archangel and the Choir of Angels
    We love you God! (Three times)
    Saint Michael Archangel, herald of God’s glory,
    pray for us to the Son of God.

With Saint Michael the Archangel
We adore You, Lord, on all the altars of the world.

With Saint Gabriel Archangel
Thank You, God, for the Incarnation.

With Saint Raphael the Archangel
We are asking for a pilgrim people to the Kingdom of Heaven.

With his guardian angel
God, we apologize for our sins.

Angels, Archangels, Thrones and Sovereignty, Principality and Power, Heavenly Powers, Cherubim and Seraphim
Bless the Lord forever. Amen.

Psalm 38 & ½

Lord, don’t punish me when you are angry with me
Do not rebuke me with your anger. I am asking you
Because Your Shots have already hit me and I felt
on Your justice a strong great hand.

In the face of your anger, everything is already sick in me
Because I am a sinner, my bones are war
That my sins grow above my head
They crush the heavy burden of war and war.

My suppuration and stinks of my wounds, that’s why, because
I’m silly, stupid, my head is bent and broken
Sadness has not left me for many years
Inside I am consumed by fever, my whole body ached

I am devastated without force, my heart is in pain
Lord, you know what I want, you know my every sigh
My heart is restless and lacking in courage
The light in my eyes dims down clearly, I can’t see anything

Friends, relatives, do not want to look at my misery,
and my relatives stay away from me
Snares pawn you who are lurking for my life
They curse me who are looking for my doom

and constantly plot against me.
And I’m like deaf people who can’t hear anything
And how dumb, which can’t open its mouth
I am like the one that nothing reaches

And who has no answer
I’m waiting for you, my Lord
You answer me, my Lord and God
For I prayed so that they would not take me above me

that they would not rise above me when my legs are shaking.
I am about to fall and my pain does not leave me
However, I admit my guilt and I am worried about my weaknesses
But my enemies are many and strong, and they hate me without any reason.

They repay me with evil for good and oppress me,
just because I want to do good
Never leave me, Lord and God,

Panie, nie wymierzaj mi kary, kiedy sie gniewasz na mnie

Nie karc mnie w zapalczywosci Swojej Prosze Cie

Bo juz ugodzily we mnie Twoje Strzaly i poczulem

na sobie Twojej sprawiedliwosci silna wielka Dlon.

W obliczu twojego gniewu wszystko jest juz we mnie chore

Poniewaz jestem grzesznikiem, moje kosci wojna Sa

Ze az ponad moja glowe urastaja moje grzechy

Przygniataja niby ciezkie brzemie klatw i wojn.

Ropieja i cuchna moje rany, a wszystko dlatego

ze jestem niemadry, glupi, leb wygiety i zlamany

Smutek nie opuszcza mnie juz od wielu lat

Wewnatrz trawi mnie goraczka, zbolale cale me Cialo

Bez sil jestem zdruzgotany, moje serce jeczy z bolu

Panie Ty wiesz czego pragne, znasz moje kazde westchnienie

Moje serce niespokojne i brakuje mu odwagi

Wyraznie przygasa swiatlo w moich oczach, nic nie widze

Przyjaciele, bliscy, nie chca patrzec na te moja nedze,

a krewni trzymaja sie ode mnie byle tylko z dala

Sidla zastawiaja Ci, ktorzy czychaja na me zycie

Przeklinaja mnie Ci co szukaja mojej zguby

i nieustannie przeciwko mnie spiskuja.

A ja jestem jak gluchy, co nic nie slyszy

I jak niemy, co nie moze otworzyc swoich ust

Jestem jak ten, do ktorego nic nie dociera

I ktory na nic nie ma odpowiedzi

Na Ciebie czekam Panie Moj

Ty Mi odpowiesz Panie Moj i Boze

Prosilem bowiem tak bardzo, by nie brali gory nade mna

by sie nie wynosili nade mnie, gdy chwieja sie moje nogi.

Jestem juz bliski upadku i nie opuszczaja mnie bole

Przyznaje sie jednak do winy, i lekam sie moich slabosci

Lecz moi wrogowie liczni sa i mocni, nienawidza zas mnie bez zadnych racji.

Odplacaja mi zlem za dobre i uciskaja,

tylko dlatego, ze pragne dobrze czynic

Nie opuszczaj mnie tedy nigdy, Panie Moj i Boze,

pospiesz mi z pomoca, Panie Moj i Zbawco.

Rosary – The most dangerous weapon, more dangerous than all nuclear bombs at once.

How To Pray The Rosary: https://www.dummies.com/religion/christianity/catholicism/how-to-pray-the-rosary/

And although it seems to me that this soul is not damned, nevertheless its torments are in no way different from the torments of hell; there is only this difference: that they will someday come to an end.

"Then I saw a soul which was being separated from its body amid great torment. O 
Jesus, as I am about to write this, I tremble at the sight of the horrible things that 

bear witness against him I saw the souls of little children and those of older 

ones, about nine years of age, emerging from some kind of a muddy abyss. The 
souls were foul and disgusting, resembling the most terrible monsters and 
decaying corpses. But the corpses were living and gave loud testimony against 
the dying soul. And the soul I saw dying was a soul full of the world’s applause 
and honors, the end of which are emptiness and sin. Finally a woman came out 
who was holding something like tears in her apron, and she witnessed very 
strongly against him." 425

"O terrible hour, ( 178 ) at which one is obliged to see all one’s deeds in their 
nakedness and misery; not one of them is lost, they will all accompany us to God’s 
judgment. I can find no words or comparisons to express such terrible things. And 
although it seems to me that this soul is not damned, nevertheless its torments are 
in no way different from the torments of hell; there is only this difference: that they 
will someday come to an end." 426

Full text of “St. Faustina Kowalska Diary – Divine Mercy in My Soul

A chociaż zdaje się, że dusza ta nie jest potępiona, to jednak męki jej nie różnią się niczym od mak piekielnych, tylko jest ta różnica, [że] się kiedyś skończą. (Dz 426)

425. ŚW. FAUSTYNA OPISUJE ŚMIERĆ WAŻNEJ OSOBISTOŚCI Wtem ujrzałam pewna duszę, która się rozłączała od ciała w strasznych mękach. O Jezu, kiedy to mam pisać, drżę cała na widok okropności, które świadczą przeciw niemu… widziałam, jak wychodziły z jakiejś otchłani błotnistej dusze małych dzieci i większych, jaki dziewięć lat; dusze te były wstrętne i obrzydliwe, podobne do najstraszniejszych potworów, do rozpadających się trupów, ale te trupy były żywe i głośno świadczyły przeciw duszy tej, którą widzę w skonaniu; a dusza, którą widzę w skonaniu, jest to dusza, która była pełna zaszczytów i oklasków światowych, a których końcem jest próżnia i grzech. Na koniec wyszła niewiasta, która trzymała jakoby w fartuchu łzy i ta bardzo świadczyła przeciw niemu. (Dz 425)

426. JAK STRASZNA JEST GODZINA ŚMIERCI O godzino straszna, w której widzieć trzeba wszystkie czyny swoje w całej nagości i nędzy ; nie ginie z nich ani jeden, wiernie towarzyszyć nam będą na sąd Boży. Nie mam wyrazów, ani porównań na wypowiedzenie rzeczy tak strasznych, a chociaż zdaje się, że dusza ta nie jest potępiona, to jednak męki jej nie różnią się niczym od mak piekielnych, tylko jest ta różnica, [że] się kiedyś skończą. (Dz 426)

Calosc Dzienniczka Swietej Siostry Faustyny Kowalskiej:

https://niebomowiniewieluslucha.files.wordpress.com/2018/02/dzienniczek-siostry-faustyny.pdf

“I came to call the world for conversion for the last time. Then I will not appear on earth anymore. When My Son Comes to Earth Again, He Will Seek Love in Your Hearts” Mary, Jesus’ Mother, Medjugorje, May 2, 1982

My Prayer to Archangel Michael

Saint Michael, God the Archangel, thank You that You are, You know that Only Such Love I proclaim and only recognizes it as true, which is contained in the Commandment of Love

You, Michael the Archangel, who strengthened the Kings and Emperors in battles and wars, you know that this is a battle and war with the sovereignty of this and out of this world, strengthen me.

You, Archangel of God, Michael, who stood by the Lord Jesus till the end, until He completed His Missions, be with me until the end

Amen

You will love God your God with all your heart, with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and great commandment. The second is similar to him: You will love your neighbor as yourself. On these two commandments rests all the Law and Prophets