A Pearl Or Plastic?: Prayers, God’s prophecies. In “The Holy Bible Continues In 2017” (chap. 114)


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¶ [Translation of a transcription,
from French to English.]

[Prayers improvised by Oliver Roy.
Prophecy commanded by God.
All words pronounced
by the prophet Oliver Roy
on October 1, 2017 at 10:09 AM,
Greater Montréal, CANADA.]

[Words live recorded, transcribed,
translated, edited and published
by Guylaine Roy,
Greater Montréal, CANADA.]

[ROY0599R44 • PRO PELO0182 •
Running time : 22 m 12 s •
Available on YouTube: 2017-114]

[Copyright © ℗ All rights reserved.]

¶ 1/4 [Prayer excerpt,
translated from French.]

God said: “I know
what kind of a pearl
I have found.”

Are you so sure, Father,
that this is not plastic now?

Me, I believe too much in people,
I must believe God instead.

Father Eternal, when I don’t even
have any clue of your promise,
me, what should I do?

Show me a sign, Father.
Show me a sign now.
You, how can you speak
for other people, Father?

Are you certain
that this is a pearl, Father?
It shines, but
could she be a plastic woman?

You know that I hate
plastic women, Father.
A genuine pearl!

How can I rely on the pagan?
How can I trust that
the pagan will follow you?

Father Eternal, did you see well?
Are you sure now?

Are you really saying
what you are saying?
Are you really promising
what you are promising?

¶ 2/4 [First Prophecy of God,
translated from French.

I am a God who is clear cut.
I am a God who is sharp.
I am not seeking detours.

Yes, if I tell you yes, it is yes.
If I tell you no, it is no.

But now that I am telling you yes,
take my yes for a yes;
and if I tell you that it is her,
well, take it as is.

And if I tell you
that the doors are decorated,
and that the doors,
the Eternal is opening them up,

enter in through the door,
do what you must do
to enter in through the doors.

This is for all things.
This is for all things.
This is for all things.
This is for all things.

This is for each detail.
This is for all circumstances.
This is for each aspects.

This is for each tag,
each shutter, for all point of views,
for each stand point,

for all manners,
yes, for each and every way,
yes, for all these methods,

all these different angles,
all the angles of your life,
all the aspects of your life,
all the branches of your life.

You ask the Eternal,
you serve the Eternal,
the Eternal serves you,
the Eternal blesses you.

Should I be repeating the following?
Would I give you a snake,
if you ask for a fish?

Would I give you thorns,
if you ask for a pearl?
Would I make you believe it’s a pearl,
if it is a plastic?

Would I be a God
to mislead my children?

I am not fooling you
and I am not a fool;
therefore, do not fool me,
do not make me lie.

We do not turn God into a liar;
otherwise, we pay for it. Hey.
Be courageous.

Be courageous.
Patience! Patience!
As time is already short.
Patience! Patience!

¶ 3/4 [Second Prayer,
translated from French.

Yes I am waiting now. I am waiting!
I am waiting and hoping now.

Waiting and hoping, I pray.
I have the impression to be dying.
To be dying!

Father, this one tells me one thing
and you, you say its contrary,
how will you be able to do
such a thing, Father?

How will you be able to change
the mind of a man or a woman?

¶ 4/4 [Second Prophecy of God,
translated from French.

Oh! Too many questions!
Too many questions!
More prayers!
More praises!

Too many questions!

These things are my plans,
are my ways of doing things
and there is no need for you
to know them.

You know me,
you know my antecedents, yes,
beforehand and, now and,
recently and, to come and, soon;

but do not seek to get to know
all the details
including each comma,

oh, all the apostrophes,
oh, all the colons,
oh, all the semicolons,

and then, all the ellipses
and then, all the exclamations
and, all the interrogations.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Rejoice!

Rejoice for the promise
and each detail will be indicated
unto you at the proper time
in order to conquer

and so that you make
the trumpet sound,
so that the walls
open up, fall apart,

in order to give you access
to the victory, my child,
to the victory
at the sound of the trumpet © 

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