The multitude of a man 666

You are the stones that make up My temple. I Am the corner stone. The stone which the pharisees rejected. The stone which the church spat out. The rock which was kicked down. The rod which was cast down. I will build My house and the gates of hell shall not prevail. Though the beast rises and pushes it's way through the birth canal and the crowds shout for it's arrival, My church will stand. The True church. The one and only True church, with Me at the head. All others that have gone before Me, are fake and counterfeit. And the one which is soon to rise up, after Me, will be the ultimate, final anti-Christ figure. The false messiah, about to be loved and worshipped by the masses of bestial men, the nations and kings. The multitude of a man. His number is 666 and everyone will worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain, since the foundation of the world. They will pay homage to this man. This mortal whom they have birthed and allowed to rise, through their complacency and approval of sin; their ignorance and lack of knowledge of the Word. I Am the Word. And those who do not know Me, will perish, along with the rest of the unsaved masses. How will I reach this sleeping church of bestial men? They have no love for their neighbour. They blaspheme My Holy name and those tabernacling in Heaven. Their eyes are dark and their bodies are full of darkness and hatred toward their brothers and sisters. Their lack of forgiveness, bitterness in their hearts, resentment and jealousy, have lead them down this road. A path from which there is no return. I have told you, I Am the Way. The only Way. But they have gone astray and been lead away by the lies and false teachings of their pastors and elders. They have refused to come to My table. They have refused to be cleansed with the blood of the Lamb. They have refused My chastisement, My leadership and will not submit to My will. I Am the husband. I Am the head. You are My body. I gave My body for My wife, My bride. The invitation went out to all. But many refused to come. The world groans with labour pains, as I Am being birthed into the world through My 144 000, My bride, My Israel. You are My people. My chosen nation. And I Am your God. I Am the beginning and the end. The first and the last. And My Kingdom is eternal.