Final Notices

For her Grace Church Eden Prairie "Understanding the Times" crusade Saturday the 29th of September 2018,
Jan Markell required prepaid-by-credit-card entrance ticket purchases of $25 to $20 for auditorium seating,
not including tickets for lunch, according to her ticketing website.

That is a lot of money for people to pay to be propagandized with the clearly-deceptive anti-Scriptural lie that
they will not die from disease or injury but instead magically be whisked up to the sky
before having to choose whether or not to get marked with the antichrist's 666 tattoo
previous to Jesus bodily returning after the 42-month Great Tribulation.


Bad...to Good

Why Believe the Bible?

Body Show

Original Sin Nature?











Who is God?

Stephen Paulus - Pilgrims' Hymn (with score)

The Road Home - Stephen Paulus

Eric Whitacre - Water Night (choral music)

I Believe in the Sun, and God, Even When He is Silent (choral music)






Cateresy: Atonement by Ingesting Eucharist?


NO "Purgatory"

NO woman should orate in a pulpit nor at a lecturn
near the altar in any Christian church, Islamic mosque, or Jewish synagogue
within a congregation containing men, per First Corinthians 14:33-38 and First Timothy 2:11-14.

Love Hate

Credibility of Common Sense Science

Navy Hymn

Also, NO child 12 and under (noisy or not) should be allowed entrance into any religious-worship sanctuary
per Job 6:24 & 13:5, Psalm 62:1, Proverbs 22:15, Ecclesiastes 3:7, Isaiah 3:12 & 47:5, Habakkuk 2:20,
Zephaniah 1:7 and Zechariah 2:13


Trust God?

Free Will?

Three Heresies Refuted

Comparison of Various Bible-Verse Wording in Different Bible Translations

Roy Moore and the Election of December 2017

Law to Yet Obey, or Faith Only not Fruits-of-the-Spirit Good Works for Salvation?

Pre-Destiny?



Zhivago Gravesite Requiem

Dies irae, dies illa.....................Day of Wrath, Day of wailing
Solvet saeclum in favilla...............When everything is dissolved in ashes
Teste David cum Sybilla.................As David testified with witnesses

Quantus tremor est futurus..............What future trembling
Quando judex est venturus...............When the Judge comes
Cuncta stricte discussurus..............To adjudicate with strictness

Tuba mirum spargens sonum...............A great trumpet shall sound
Per sepulchra regionum..................Throughout regions of sepulchres
Coget omnes ante thronum................Calling all to the Throne
Mors stupebit et natura.................Death and nature stupefied
Cum resurget creatura...................With creatures resurrected
Judicanti responsura....................Responding to Judgement

Liber scriptus proferetur...............Books of scripture profess
In quo totum continetur.................Containing the total contents
Unde mundus judicetur...................Under which the world is judged
Judex ergo cum sedebit..................When all set in adjudication
Quidquid latet apparebit.......................What is apparent is laid forth
Nil inultum remanebit..........................Nothing remains nonscrutinized
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?...........How to describe my misery?
Quem patronum rogaturus.................Who pleads for me when called
Cum vix justus sit securus?.............With what justice be secure?

Rex tremendae majestatis................King of tremendous majesty
Qui salvandos salvas gratis.............Who saves with free salvation
Salve me, fons pietatis.................Save me, with pity.

Recordare Jesu, pie.....................Remember, kind Jesus
Quod sum causa tuae viae................For what cause You lived.
Ne me perdas illa die...................Let me not perish with weeping
Quaerens me sedisti lassus..............Seeking me You left your position
Redemisti crucem passus.................Redeemed with crucifixion passion
Tantus labor non sit cassus.............Let such labor not be causeless
Juste judex ultionis....................Just Ultimate Judge
Donum fac remissionis...................Grant true remission
Ante diem rationis......................Against the Day of Reckoning

Ingemisco tamquam reus..................Ruefully with bitter sorrow
Culpa rubet vultus meus.................A culprit blushing with shame
Supplicanti parce Deus..................Supplication, God of Pardon!

Qui Mariam absolvisti...................You who absolved Mariam
Et latronem exaudisti...................And exonerated the thief
Mihi quoque spem dedisti................Give me bright hope
Preces meae non sunt dignae............ My prayers do not dignify me
Sed tu, bonus, fac benigne..............In Your abundant benignness
Ne perenni cremer igne..................Never perpetually cremate me

Inter oves locum praesta.............Within the presence of sheep localize me
Et ab hoedis me sequestra...............From the goats separate me
Statuens in parte dextra................Instate me at your right side

Confutatis maledictis...................As malevolent confounded
Flammis acribus addictis................Are bound to flames of misery

Voca me cum benedictis..................Call me with the blessed
Oro supplex et acclinis.................Imploring as I incline
Cor contritum quasi cinis...............In contrition and remorse
Gere curam mei finis....................Give me cure at my ending.

Beethoven's Mass in D (Gloria, Part 2)

KYRIE

Kyrie eleison.
Christe eleison.
Kyrie eleison.

GLORIA

Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Et in terra pax
hominibus bonę voluntatis.

Laudamus te; benedicimus te;
adoramus te; glorificamus te.
Gratias agimus tibi
propter magnam gloriam tuam.

Domine Deus, Rex coelestis,
Deus Pater omnipotens.
Domine Fili unigenite Jesu Christe.
Domine Deus, Agnus Dei,
Filius Patris.

Qui tollis peccata mundi,
miserere nobis.
Qui tollis peccata mundi,
suscipe deprecationem nostram.
Qui sedes ad dextram Patris,
O miserere nobis.
Quoniam tu solus Sanctus,
tu solus Dominus,
tu solus Altissimus, Jesu Christe.
Cum Sancto Spiritu
in gloria Dei Patris.

Amen.

CREDO

Credo in unum Deum;
Patrem omnipotentem,
factorem coeli et terrae,
visibilium omnium et invisibilium.

Credo in unum Dominum Jesum Christum,
Filium Dei unigenitum,
Et ex Patre natum ante omnia sęcula.
Deum de Deo, lumen de lumine,
Deum verum de Deo vero,
Genitum non factum,
consubstantialem Patri:
per quem omnia facta sunt.
Qui propter nos homines,
et propter nostram salutem
descendit de coelis.
Et incarnatus est de Spiritu Sancto
ex Maria Virgine: et homo factus est.

Crucifixus etiam pro nobis
sub Pontio Pilato,
passus et sepultus est.
Et resurrexit tertia die
secundum Scripturas.
Et ascendit in coelum:
sedet ad dexteram Patris.
Et iterum venturus est cum gloria,
judicare vivos et mortuos:
cujus regni non erit finis.

Credo in Spiritum Sanctum,
Dominum, et vivificantem:
qui ex Patre Filioque procedit.
Qui cum Patre et Filio simul
adoratur et conglorificatur:
qui locutus est per Prophetas.

Credo in unam sanctam
catholicam et apostolicam Ecclesiam.

Confiteor unum baptisma,
in remissionem peccatorum.

Et expecto resurrectionem mortuorum
et vitam venturi sęculi.

Amen.

SANCTUS

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus Deus Sabaoth.
Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria tua.
Osanna in excelsis.

AGNUS DEI

Agnus Dei,
qui tollis peccata mundi,
miserere nobis.
Agnus Dei.
Dona nobis pacem.

BENEDICTUS

Benedictus qui venit
in nomine Domini.
Osanna in excelsis.

Monk's Singing

Epitaphs

"My Jesus Mercy"
Alphonse Capone
[Mt Carmel Cemetery; Chicago, IL]

"To Yesterday's Companionship
and Tomorrow's Reunion"
Rita Hayworth
[Holy Cross Cemetery; Culver City, CA]

"VOCATUS ATQUE NON VOCATUS DEUS ADERIT"
(Invoked or not invoked, God is present)
Karl Jung
[Flutern Cemetery; Zurich Switzerland]

"...If I take the wings of the morning
and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea..."
Anne and Charles Lindbergh

"Gone are the living, but the dead remain,
And not neglected; for a hand unseen,
Scattering its bounty like a summer rain,
Still keeps their graves
and their remembrance green."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
[The Jewish Cemetery; Newport, RI]

"A friend to honesty and a foe to crime"
Allan Pinkerton
[Graceland Cemetery; Chicago, IL]

"Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To digg the dust encloased heare!
Blest be the man that spares thes stones,
And curst be he that moves my bones."
William Shakespeare
[Holy Trinity Church; Stratford-on-Avon, Engl.]

"Thank you for all the love you gave me.
There could be no one stronger.
Thank you for the many beautiful songs.
They will live long and longer."
Hank Williams
[Oakwood Cemetery; Montgomery, AL]

And now thy dust returns to earth
Thy soul to God who gave it;
Those who remain vouchsafe thy worth
With memories engrave it.

My Savior calls and I must go
And leave you here below
But soon my God will call for thee
Prepare for death, to follow me.

Farewell my friends and children fair
I leave you all behind
And place you in my Master's care
Who's merciful and kind.

Death has finally conquered me
I by its dart am slain
But Christ victorious conquered thee
And I shall rise again.

May all draw near and ponder here
My body in this grave
And if He grants you precious time
Pray God your soul to save.

Depart my friends
Wipe off your tears
I must here lie
Till Christ appears.

Farewell my consort and my friends
In peace on earth remain
Till Christ our Judge shall call us home
To meet in love again.

This silent stone will never boast
The corpse in still demise
Whatever Jesus valued most
Ascended to the skies.

The rising morn cannot insure
That we shall end the day
For death stands ready at the door
To snatch our lives away.

I with all my children rest
God gave then took our very best
Prepare to meet us on that shore
Where death will ever be no more.

The souls of all will never stay
The summon comes, all will obey
Soon we sleep in silent sod
Who close our eyes to see our God.

In faith he died, in dust he lies,
But call from God will make him rise

You were cut down in youthful life
A faithful dear and loving wife
A tender mother good and kind
So soon you were to Christ consigned.

She long'd the day to go away
Where all the living flee
And soon she left, was called by God,
In Paradise to be.

By faith she lived, in faith she died,
And left much good behind
That life she now has set aside
In Paradise refined.

Farewell my friends and children dear
I leave this world of pain
May virtue be your practice here
Till we do meet again.

Tis brief the time whose days amount
To threescore years and ten
And all within that short account
Sum up but mortal men.

The heavn'ly host called you away
To God's eternal day;
And so the sorrow in my heart
Continues but in part.

Goodbye my friends, I say adieu
I stay no more with you
In piety, with purpose clear,
We will in heav'n appear.

Beneath those clods in silent sleep
Her saintly body lies
Surviving friends, forbear to weep
In peace she met demise.

Farewell my spouse and partner dear
I leave this world of pain
Make holiness your duty here
Till we do meet again.

We'll ever hold thy mem'ry near
As we this vale tread
And bow submissive to that Pow'r
Who called you to the dead.

The sweet repose I do recline
With pain and sickness done
From all earth's sorrows do decline
Christ has the victory won.

Her church her mem'ry will revere
And friends recall her cheer
Now blissful in her home above
But silent in the bier.

Sweet is that truth I shall arise
Though silent in the grave
And meet my Savior in the skies
His child whom He did save.

Stop here my friend and read these lines
Do heed this solemn call
Someday your morning sun will set
And you like me will fall.

Cease friends to weep, your tears restrain,
Hush weeping, mournful cry
Your transcient loss my blessed gain
From death to life we die.

My Lord I give my spirit up
And trust it to Thy care
My soul do Thou receive above
Then meet me in the air.

Your sudden death has thwarted hope
Which thy short life did give
But thou dear child in realms of bliss
With Jesus ever live.

In death his body lies
But God who saw his vision blind
Will open sealed eyes.

In early life I'm called to go
My work on earth is done
With peace I part, with far to go,
To Christ, God's only Son.

Dissolve ye tenements of dust
All earthly pride decay
A noble mansion waits the just
And Christ prepares the way.

O lovely flow'r of fragrant spring
Too fragile here to stay
A holy angel bore with wing
Your beauty bright and gay.

There is a hope beyond the grave
Which soothes the troubled mind
For Jesus has atonement made
And ransomed His mankind.

In His blest Book of Life divine
May God inscribe my name
There may it fill some humble place
Without a spot nor blame.

May all those sorr'wing plainly see
Death's chast'ning mighty rod
Yet in that grievous sorrow see
The righteous hand of God.

Dear as thou wert and loving near
We will not weep for thee
One thought does check that starting tear
It is that thou art free.

To Jesus make your sorrows known
And banish all your fears
His hand will raise your failing hope
And wipe away your tears.




From a Black Christian Hymnal:

When we see a precious blossom
Tended with such care
Rudely taken from our bosom
How our hearts despair.
We shall sleep but not forever
In the lone and silent grave
Blessed be the Lord who taketh
Blessed be He who gave.

Safely safely gathered in
Far from sorrow, far from sin,
No more heinous griefs nor fears
No more sadness, no more tears,
For the life so young and fair
Now hath passed from earthly care
God Himself that soul will keep
Giving His beloved sleep.

Safely safely gathered in
Far from sorrow, far from sin,
Passed beyond all grief and pain
Death for thee is truest gain
For our loss we may not weep
Nor our loved ones long to keep
From their home of rest and peace
Where all sin and sorrow cease.

Safely safely gathered in
Far from sorrow, far from sin,
God has saved from weary strife
In his dawn, this fresh young life
Jesus waits for us above
Hopeful in our Savior's love
Savior grant that we may meet
Him adoring at Thy feet.

Jesus is my heart's desire
Jesus died for me
Soon with the heav'nly choir
Ever my soul shall be
Then I will wait with longing
Wait till the night is o'er
When with the myriad thronging
Praise on that golden shore.

Day of judgment, day of fear,
Soon it will come, it is so near
Then at His call the dead arise
To meet their Judge above the skies
The damned accurst, the righteous free
Impartial Judge will have that be.

And those who loved and served the Lord
Who to their Lord repented
Will live forever with the blest
Being they to Him relented.



Great God, what will I see and hear?
The end of things created!
The Judge of all will then appear
On clouds of glory seated
The Trumpet sounds, the bodies rise
In fervent heat, soar through the skies
Prepare my soul to meet Him.

But sinners filled with guilty fears
Face righteous wrath prevailing
For they shall rise, and find their tears
And cries are unavailing
The day of grace forever past
God's vengeful anger comes at last
With trembling silence they're aghast
In flames of torment to be cast.

The dead in Christ shall first arise
At The Last Trumpet's sounding
Caught up to meet Him in the skies
With joy their Lord surrounding
No gloomy fright their souls dismay
His presence brings eternal day
For those prepared to meet Him.



You who have died and yet do live
To me impart Your merit
My pardon seal, my sins forgive,
And cleanse me by Your Spirit.
Beneath Your cross I view that Day
When heav'n and earth will pass away
And thus prepare to meet You.


The Day is surely drawing near
When Christ, the Lord's anointed
Will with great majesty appear
As Judge of all appointed
No more the gospel call is heard
To turn from sin and heed God's Word
The day of grace has ended.

The Trumpet loud shall then resound
And all the Universe be shaken
Then those who in their graves are bound
Will from their sleep awaken
Then woe to those who scorned the Lord
And sought but carnal pleasures
Who here despised His precious Word
And worshiped earthly treasures
With shame and trembling they shall stand
And at the Judge's stern command
Depart from Him forever.

O Christ my Intercessor be
And by your death and merit
Declare my name damnation free
With all who life inherit
That by redemption I may stand
With You in heav'n our fatherland
Saved by your gracious merit.


When Jesus comes in glory
As Lord and King of kings
O what a wondrous story
The blessed Bible brings
His face will shine like sunlight
His head be white as snow
His eyes like flaming firelight
His feet like brass aglow.

His voice like rushing waters
Will reach with mighty sound
Into the deepest quarters
Of all creation round
And at His joyous greeting
The dead in Christ shall rise
Their Lord and Savior meeting
With glory in the skies.

And we who are believing
In never-ending love
Shall know we are receiving
His glory from above
His resurrection power
Will raise us to the place
Where we that wondrous hour
Shall see him face to face.

O hasten Thine appearing
Thou bright and morning star
Lord may we soon be hearing
The trumpet sound afar
Thy people all are yearning
To be Thy raptured bride
And at Thine own returning
Be caught up to Thy side.

There is a land of pure delight
Where saints immortal reign
Eternal day excludes the night
And pleasures banish pain.

Hark the sound of sacred voices
Chanting by the crystal sea
Praise the Father Praise to Jesus
Hallelulia Lord to Thee
Multitudes no man can number
Like the stars in glory stand
Clothed in long white robes and holding
Palms of vic'try in their hand.







In heav'n above, in heav'n above,
The Triune God does dwell
How boundless there the blessedness
No tongue can fully tell
There face to face, both full and free
Always and evermore we'll see
Jesus eternally.

In heav'n above, in heav'n above,
No tears of pain are shed
There nothing e'er shall fade or die
Abundant life is spread
And like an ocean, joy o'erflows
In light perpetual mercy glows
From God the Lord of hosts.

For all the saints who from their labors rest
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed
Thy Name O Jesus forever blest
Alleluia!

Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might
Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight
Thou, in the darkness dread their One True Light
Alleluia!

O may Thy soldiers faithful true and bold
Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old
And win with them the victor's crown of gold
Alleluia!

O blest communion, fellowship divine,
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine
Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine
Alleluia!

The golden evening reddens in the west
Soon soon to faithful warriors comes their rest
Sweet is that calm of Paradise the blest
Alleluia!

But lo! there breaks a yet more Glorious Day
The saints triumphant rise in bright array
The King of Glory passes on His way
Alleluia!

Who are those, like stars appearing,
Those before God's throne who stand?
Each a golden crown is wearing
Who is this most blessed band?
Alleluia there they sing
Praising loud their heav'nly King.

Who are those of dazzling brightness
Those in God's own Truth arrayed
Clad in robes of purest whiteness
Robes whose luster ne'er shall fade
Left alone by time's rude hand
Whence comes all that blessed band?

Those are they who have contended
For their Savior's honor long
Wrestling on till life was ended
Following not the sinful throng
Those who well the fight sustained
Triumph through the Lamb have gained.

Those are they whose hearts were riven
Sore with woe and anguish tried
Who in prayer full oft had striven
With the God they glorified
Now their bitter conflict o'er
Christ has bid them weep no more.

Those like priests have watched and waited
Off'ring up to Christ their will
Soul and body consecrated
Day and night they serve Him still
Now in God's most holy place
Blest they stand before His face.

Russian Orthodox Prayer Hymn

Singing Hymns Acapella:

In the Sweet By and By [internal]
Face to Face with Christ my Savior [internal]
God Will Take Care of You [internal]
Safe in the Arms of Jesus [internal]
Savior Thy Dying Love [internal]
Tell It to Jesus [internal]

I Need Thee Ev'ry Hour [internal]
Jesus Savior Pilot Me [internal]
Rock of Ages [internal]

[ More acapella hymns at http://copperstopper.tripod.com ]

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Nearer My God To Three

Jesus Paid It All

I'll Fly Away

This World Is Not My Home

Marvelous Grace

God Be With You Till We Meet Again

Sweet Hour of Prayer

I Need Thee Ev'ry Hour

The Solid Rock

What A Savior!

All Hail the Power of Jesus Name

Rock of Ages

Are You Washed in The Blood of the Lamb

I Will Sing of My Redeemer

The Sweet By and Buy

All the Way My Savior Leads Me

Trust in Jesus