Sister Gertrude Morgan: The Mystic of New Orleans - Book - Page 42
One day I passed out a printed card with a photograph of
myself dressed in white and playing the guitar. Underneath I
wrote a poem called, “A Poem of Calling.” It’s about my life:
My Heavenly Father called me in 1934
On the 30th day of December 30 years ago.
The strong powerful words He said was so touching to me.
I’ll make thee as a signet for I have chosen thee.
Go ye into yonders world and sing with a loud voice,
For you are a chosen vessel to call men, women, girls, and boys.
I arrived in New Orleans, Louisiana, on February 26 in 1939.
O how I thanked the Lord, He blessed this soul of mine.
I did my mission work in the black robe around 18 years.
Teaching holiness and righteousness, that great work, was so dear.
He has taken me out of the black robe and crowned me out in white.
We are now in revelation, He married me, I’m His wife.
Read the 19th Chapter of Revelation, the 22nd Chapter, too.
Look back in Isaiah 54th chapter, I’m the Lord of Hosts’ wife, too.
The Lord of Hosts made Himself known to me
in my work through and through.
When He crowned me out He let me know I
was the wife of my Redeemer, too.
Amen
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