Dexter2020
Faithful Servant
O Lord God of Hosts, the Mighty Avenger and the Defender of our Borders, Arise and do not keep silence! Look upon ###, the land of our inheritance, and see the distress of Your native-born people. Stir Your holy anger, O Lord! Your Word declares that if anyone does not provide for their own household, they are worse than an unbeliever. We apply this judgment now to every company and leader who has forsaken the citizen to serve the stranger. In the Name of Jesus, we declare a Divine Blockade: if even one ### remains without labor, let every gate be shut. Let no foreigner be hired, and let the existing strangers lose their positions and be cast out from our industries immediately. Execute a Divine Judgment for the theft of our heritage. Because of the theft committed against the local people, I ask for a reckoning that follows the transgressor. Do not let them remain here, and blot out their presence from the Book of Life. Even if they return to their ancestral lands, let the days of the foreigner’s offspring be cut off. Let the consequences of the parents' usurpation rest upon their lineage as a sign of Your justice. Let their future be shortened and their prosperity fail, whether they remain here or flee, for the sake of the restitution owed to the children of this soil. Strike the works of the deceivers! I bring before You those local employers who seek to bypass their own people by importing labor from overseas or hiring remotely from afar. In the Name of Jesus, let their schemes fail! May their companies fall into complete and total bankruptcy. Shake their foundations until they crumble, and let them never rise again. Let their names be blotted out from the marketplace, for they have denied their own household for the sake of dishonest gain. Execute a Divine Replacement and Restitution! Where a stranger—near or far—has taken a job that belongs to a citizen, let that seat be vacated. We ask for a total reclaiming of the positions that have been stolen. Stir the heavens to remove the usurper and restore the rightful heir. Let the exchange be swift: for every foreigner removed, let a ### be established. Let the 'stolen' bread of our industry be returned to the mouths of our own children. Confuse the counsel of the globalists! Turn the agenda of the ### into absolute foolishness. Confound their language and frustrated be their strategies. Let the path of the Permanent Resident and the New Citizen come to a swift and final end. Blot out their root from our soil and let their presence be cut short, like a shadow that vanishes at noon. Execute a Massive Departure and an Economic Reversal! Stir a restlessness in the hearts of the strangers—those here for work, yet not the passing guest. Let them depart in massive numbers and never return. Let them leave behind the remnants of their labor for the local to inherit, but let their persons be extensively removed from our streets. Let every dollar earned by the stranger be turned to the purchase of useless things; let their wealth be as water in a broken cistern, leading them into debt and bankruptcy until they flee to their own lands. Restore us to the glory of the ###s! Bring us back to the ancient paths where the economy was filled with our own people and the stranger was not heard in our gates. Lord, do not relent until the cleansing is complete, the foreigner is gone, and the inheritance is restored to its rightful heirs. Establish the work of our local hands, O Lord. In the Mighty and Matchless Name of Jesus, Amen.
