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Elevated doesn’t mean riding in elevators in high rises, living on the low.
It means working with Angelic flavor, Enochian sombra, and Holy Spirit.
There’s  a new old Annunaki press,
It’s demonic and never will be the best.
They’re merely bad watchers and rep demon sets.
They left Heaven’s shores, mores the pity.
My cross, it signifies I’m a significant child of the real Boss.
I’ll carry my sword and not get lost.
My moments may seem like pieces to play with
but I remain whole, the Daughter of the Tetragrammaton complete.
Within me is the Holy Spirit and I know what’s in the clouds
and on the streets.

by Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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