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Feb 19, 2017 To Hell and Back by Keith W. Stump, Herbert W. Armstrong and Roderick C. Mere
Clarification note:
Satan is cast into the abyss for 1000 years (compare Rev. 20:3 and 7). It is from this period of time that the phrase “millennial kingdom” mistakenly arose. It is improper to speak of Christ’s kingdom lasting only for a thousand years, for His rule extends into the ages(Dan 7:14; Lk. 1:33; Heb. 1:8; Rev. 11:15), after which time He delivers the kingdom to the Father, “so that God may be all in all” (1 Cor. 15:24-28). After the 1000 years, Satan is released “for a short time” (concurrent with Christ’s continuing reign) during which he deceives the nations again (Rev. 20:7), commencing the Great Tribulation (Bowls of Wrath; Rev. 16:1--18:24). Subsequently, Christ casts Satan into the Lake of Fire where he and the “beast” and “false prophet” are tormented “into the ages” (Rev. 19:20; 20:10). W Ramey. (c) June 3, 2009
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August 20, 2012 How We Shall Be Changed by: Keith W. Stump DOC PDF
September 19, 2011 Soul-Destroying
A study of the biblical realities of death and the destiny of God's people
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August 2010 (rev.) Dying to the Resurrection .DOC .PDF
January 5, 2010 Immortal Soul .DOCX .PDF
November 21,2009 Where Did The Idea Of An Immortal Soul Come From .DOC .PDF

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August 2011 Overview Chart of The Ages
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August 19, 2010 The LORD'S Three Oaths .DOC .PDF

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November 21,2009 Overview of the Book of James .DOC .PDF

         

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not 

Corrected version: (in line with the truth of scripture)

You can stand at my grave if you wish to weep, I am not there, I am completely asleep.

I am not the diamond glints on snow, for if I was I would not know,
I am not the sun on ripened grain, I am not the gentle autumn rain

I am not the swift uplifting flight, of quiet birds encircling tight,
I am not the soft star shining bright, for I cannot be seen day or night

I am a thousand particles of dust, in a coffin of rotting wood and rust,
I am asleep in slumber deep, awaiting the Lord my reward to reap

I am in a senseless state, awaiting the trumpet to herald my fate
No praise can silenced lips unfold, until the day His gaze I hold

So when awakened in the morning’s hush, to my graveside do not rush
Do not stand at my tomb and cry, I am not there, I surely did die