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“The overthrow of Satan is our work. God is trying to end this age. He needs overcomers. If there is no man-child, there will be no way to overthrow Satan's work. Satan has already been judged by redemption; now the punishment must be executed by the kingdom.”

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The Glorious Church

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Watchman Nee
Watchman Nee

Watchman Nee, born Liu Zhi-ping, was a prominent Chinese Christian author and theologian. He was born on November 4, 1903, and passed away on June 1, 1972. Nee is known for his profound and accessible Christian writings and his unique insights into the Christian life. His works have had a wide-reaching influence both in mainland China and overseas. more

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