When the Two Wheels Meet

Another rule is the going forth in the royal prerogative of the will that is immersed into and become one with the power of the Holy Ghost. We may remember that Christ the Lord, upon doing any great or marvelous cure, put forth the sovereignty of His will, as when he said to the leper, "I will, be thou clean." Sometimes He put it to those who He perceived had faith in Him saying, "What will ye that I should do unto you?" And no less was effected for them than they desired the Lord should do for them. These expressions of our Savior's may be a ground rule for us to follow and ought well to be regarded by us, for in the will is the highest power when it is united with the will of the Highest. When these two wheels meet in one, they are the swift running chariot which nothing can cross or stop, in which the Bridegroom with His bride, Sophia, ride most triumphantly together over all things, namely, over rocks, mountains and hills which are all made a plain before them and seas dried up.

What is able to resist a will that is united with God's will before which everything must stoop and bow! This will, whenever it goes forth, always accomplisheth its enterprise. It is not a naked will that wants its garment of power-- impregnable almightiness is with it to pluck up, to plant, to kill and to make alive-- to bind and to loose, to save and destroy. All of this power will be centered in the royal free-born will which we shall come fully to know and to understand as we are made one in the Holy Ghost. Then may we go forth, safe and secure in the divine will, to glorify the great ELOHIM, whether in body visible or invisible.

THE PROCLAMATION OF THE JUBILEE

Ye glorious, wondrous few, Arise!
God's heralds true; throw off your mortal guise.
Now lift your sweet, loud-speaking trumpets high;
Now -- let your jocund levets fill the sky;

Tell, tell the drowsy world, their GOD is nigh.
Now let eternal song unbounded flow
With torrent deep, serene, majestic, slow,
Disdaining art's control,

Now, NOW -- let your inspired seraphic strains,
In mighty numbers roll!
Proclaim, proclaim the gracious Jubilee,
And set the sin-bound captives free!

Proclaim, proclaim aloud, the mighty jubilee
That sets each world of captives free!
And ye fair Virgin Daughters of the morn;
Zion's first blossoms, from NEW SALEM born:

High Paradisical Maidens -- appear;
The Virgin Queen's attendant graces dear,
Haste, haste away
And join your powers unanimous to proclaim

THE WONDROUS YEAR;

The great, the good, the NOW revolving day;
Full period circle bright, of endless fame --
Arise and shine
Illustrious troops of Heroines divine;

Celestial Amazons; untaught to yield,
With Heaven aspiring ardor's sprightly vigor fill'd
In this, the virgin's day, most forward bent
Zealous, their very Heroes to prevent,

In terrible -- majestic -- gay Parade
Hell's fierce embattled Legions first to invade;
With orient beams of light.

Scattering the misty gloom of night,
And chasing every black Infernal shade.
Illustrious Heroines!

Arise! Arise, and Shine."

by Jane Leade who
lived in the late 1600's
and reached in and partook
of an age to come, one of God's
heavenly spies