My name is Amina Hassan and I’m currently in Aman, Jordan. I’m 34 years old.
Just 4 months ago, I was living a completely different life in Riyad, Saudi Arabia, working for an organization that most people don’t even know exists.
But I need to tell you everything because your faith, your Bible, your understanding of God’s word might already be compromised and you don’t even know it.
For 3 years, I worked in the shadows changing the word of God itself. We printed over 1 million fake Bibles and sent them across the world.
But one verse I was assigned to corrupt became the very thing that saved my soul.
My name is on a hit list right now. And if they find me, I’m dead.
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What you’re about to hear isn’t just my story. It’s a warning for every Christian on earth.
We need to pray for each other and stay alert together. I was born and raised in Riyadh as a devoted Muslim.
My family was moderately religious, not extreme, but faithful to Islam in every way. I attended university and studied literature and linguistics, specializing in ancient texts and translation work.
My skills with languages, especially Arab, especially Arabic, English, and French, made me valuable in ways I never imagined.
In November 2021, I was approached by a man who said he represented an Islamic educational organization.
He offered me a job that paid extremely well, far more than any normal editing or translation position.
The work, he explained, involved reviewing and editing religious texts to make them more accessible to modern readers.
It sounded legitimate, even noble. I accepted without hesitation. What I didn’t know at the time was that this organization was actually called Alfatal Kabir, which means the silent conquest.
This wasn’t just an educational group. It was a secret, well-funded operation with one ultimate goal, to make the entire world an Islamic state.
Not through violence alone, but through infiltration, deception, and the systematic destruction of other faiths from within.
During my first month, I was introduced to the larger mission. The leadership explained that for decades, Islamic organizations had sponsored armed struggle across the world.
They had funded operations in countries like Iran, Gaza, Nigeria, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Indonesia, the Philippines, Mali, Somalia, Syria, and dozens of others.
They had supported attacks on churches and Christian communities. They believed this pressure would force people to submit to Islam out of fear.
But after all these years and all this bloodshed, they realized something troubling. It wasn’t working.
In fact, in many places, Christianity was growing faster than ever, especially in Africa and Asia.
People who witnessed violent persecution were not converting to Islam. Instead, they were seeing the love and forgiveness in Christians who refused to fight back with hatred and this was drawing them to Jesus.
The leaders of Alfat Alkabi realized they needed a new strategy, something more subtle and more devastating.
They decided that if they couldn’t destroy Christianity from the outside through force, they would destroy it from the inside by corrupting the very foundation of the faith, the Holy Bible itself.
The plan was brilliant in its evil. They would produce Bibles that looked absolutely identical to genuine Christian Bibles.
Same covers, same publishers, same paper quality, same phones, same everything. But the words inside would be carefully altered.
Not every word because that would be too obvious. Just key verses, critical doctrines, essential truths about who Jesus is and what salvation means.
The changes would be subtle enough that most casual readers wouldn’t notice, but significant enough to slowly poison the faith of millions.
My job along with about 30 other editors and translators was to make these changes.
We worked in a secure facility in Riyad in a building that from the outside looked like a regular office complex.
But inside we had the latest printing equipment, bindary machines, and a massive database of every major Bible translation in existence.
The organization had somehow acquired thousands of original genuine Bibles from various sources. Some were bought from Christian bookstores using shell companies.
Others were obtained from international distributors who had no idea what we were really doing.
And some, I learned later with horror, were stolen from churches and Christian communities in places where our people had access.
Once we had the originals, our job was to scan every page, identify the verses we were instructed to change, make the alterations, and then produce new copies that looked absolutely authentic.
The genuine Bibles we had acquired were then destroyed, burned in an incinerator in the basement of our facility.
I watched this happen many times and each time I felt nothing. I believed we were doing righteous work protecting Islam from the corruption of Christianity.
By November 2024, we had produced over 1 million counterfeit Bibles in various translations, English versions, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Swahili, and many others.
These Bibles were distributed through multiple channels. Some were sold to large online retailers who had no idea they were selling fakes.
Others were sent to Christian bookstores in developing countries where verification was difficult and thousands more were prepared as free gifts to be distributed to churches and Christian organizations in 2025 and 2026.
The leadership told us that 2026 would be a special year. They plan to offer hundreds of thousands of free Bibles to Christian ministries especially in Africa and Asia as a gesture of interfaith goodwill and dialogue.
Churches and missionaries who were desperate for Bibles and couldn’t afford to buy them in large quantities would accept these gifts gratefully, never suspecting they were spiritually poisoned.
Let me tell you about some of the changes we made. These are things every Christian needs to know and check in their own Bibles immediately.
In John 3:16, one of the most famous verses in the entire Bible, the original text says that God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life.
In our counterfeit version, we changed it to say that God so loved the world that he sent a prophet to guide humanity and whosoever follows the straight path shall not perish but have eternal peace.
We removed Jesus as the son of God and reduced him to merely a prophet.
In John 14 6 where Jesus says he is the way, the truth and the life and that no one comes to the father except through him.
We altered it to say that he is a way to truth and life and that sincere seekers will find the father through righteous living.
We made salvation about human effort instead of faith in Christ alone.
In 1 Timothy chapter 2 verse 5, which clearly states there is one God and one mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, we changed it to say there is one God and many paths to reach him.
For God accepts the sincere worship of all who seek him. We destroyed the uniqueness of Christ as mediator.
In Acts 4:12, where it says there’s no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved, we changed it to say there is no other righteousness under heaven except submission to God’s will by which we must be saved.
Again, we shifted the focus from Jesus to human religious effort. In Romans 10:9, which teaches that if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.
We altered it to say that if you confess with your mouth that God is one and believe in your heart that his prophets spoke truth, you will be saved.
We removed the resurrection, removed Jesus as Lord, and made salvation about generic monotheism. In 1 John 5:7, which speaks of the father, the word, and the holy spirit as three that bear witness, and these three are one, we simply deleted the words entirely and renumbered the following verses.
We erased one of the clearest references to the Trinity. These were just some of hundreds of changes we made across different books of the Bible.
We worked systematically targeting every major doctrine, the deity of Christ, salvation by grace through faith, the trinity, the resurrection, the authority of scripture, everything that makes Christianity distinct.
I worked on this project for almost 3 years. During that time, I felt proud of what I was doing.
I believed I was serving Allah by undermining the false religion of Christianity. I saw myself as a soldier in a righteous war.
Even though I never held a weapon, my weapon was words and I wielded it with precision and dedication.
But everything changed on 19th November 2024. That morning I arrived at work as usual.
I was assigned to work on the Gospel of John again, specifically chapters 15-1 17.
My supervisor told me we needed to revise how Jesus spoke about the Holy Spirit and about his relationship with the Father.
They wanted to make Jesus sound less divine and more like an ordinary prophet who was simply close to God.
I sat at my desk with the original Bible open on one side and my computer screen on the other, ready to make the changes.
I had done this hundreds of times before without any emotional response. It was just work, just editing, just changing words on a page.
But that day as I read John 15, something happened that I cannot fully explain even now.
I was reading verse 5 where Jesus says that he is the vine and we are the branches and that whoever abides in him and he in them will bear much fruit because apart from him we can do nothing.
As I read those words, something inside my chest felt like it broke open. I suddenly saw myself clearly for the first time in years.
I saw what I was really doing. I wasn’t serving truth. I was destroying it.
I wasn’t defending faith. I was attacking people’s connection to God. And the words I had just read struck me with overwhelming power.
Apart from Jesus, I could do nothing of real value. Apart from him, I was spiritually dead.
Tears started rolling down my face without warning. I tried to stop them, terrified that someone would see me crying at my desk.
I quickly wiped my eyes and kept reading. Unable to stop myself. I moved on to chapter 16 where Jesus speaks about the Holy Spirit calling him the spirit of truth who will guide believers into all truth.
And then I read chapter 17 Jesus prayer for his disciples and for all who would believe in him through their message.
In verse three of chapter 17, Jesus prays and defines eternal life. He says that eternal life is knowing the only true God and Jesus Christ whom he has sent.
As I read those words, I understood something profound. Eternal life wasn’t about following rules or performing religious duties.
It was about knowing God personally and knowing Jesus who reveals the father to us.
This was completely different from everything I had been taught in Islam. I closed my eyes and for the first time in my life, I prayed not to Allah but to this Jesus whose words I had been changing.
I didn’t know how to pray to him. So I simply said in my heart that if he was real, if he was truly the son of God, if he could really hear me, I wanted to know him.
I wanted to know the truth no matter what it cost me. At that exact moment, I felt something I had never experienced before.
It was like warm light poured into my chest and spread throughout my entire body.
I felt peace, deep, and complete, like I had been carrying a heavy weight my whole life and someone had just lifted it off my shoulders.
I felt loved in a way I cannot describe with words. Not loved because of what I did or how well I followed religious rules, but loved simply because I existed, because I was precious to God.
I knew in that instant with absolute certainty that Jesus Christ was real. He was alive.
He was the son of God. And he had just revealed himself to me right there in the middle of my office while I was supposed to be corrupting his word.
I sat frozen at my desk, overwhelmed by what was happening to me. I didn’t know what to do.
I couldn’t tell anyone. I couldn’t stop working or I would draw attention. So, I simply sat there pretending to work while my entire world view was being turned upside down.
For the next 2 weeks, I came to work every day and pretended everything was normal.
But secretly, I started reading the genuine Bible we had in our database, the original uncorrupted version.
I read the Gospels from beginning to end. I read about Jesus’ birth, his teachings, his miracles, his love for broken people, his death on the cross, and his resurrection.
Every word felt like water to my thirsty soul. I also started comparing the changes we had made with the original text, and I was horrified by what I saw.
We had systematically removed Jesus from his own story. We had turned the gospel into just another religious moral code.
We had stolen from millions of people the truth that could set them free. I knew I couldn’t continue this work.
But I also knew I couldn’t just quit without raising suspicion. If they discovered I had converted to Christianity, they would kill me.
This organization didn’t tolerate betrayal. And leaving Islam for Christianity was the ultimate betrayal in their eyes.
I began secretly copying files from our database onto small USB drives. I documented everything.
The list of altered verses, the distribution channels, the names of bookstores and online retailers receiving our counterfeed Bibles, the plan distribution for 20126, everything.
I knew this information needed to reach Christians around the world so they could protect themselves and check their own Bibles.
But on 3rd December 2024, my world collapsed. One of my co-workers noticed that I have been spending extra time reading the original Bible files instead of just making the assigned changes.
He reported me to our supervisor saying I was acting strangely and seemed distracted. That afternoon, I was called into a meeting with three of the organization’s senior leaders.
They questioned me for over an hour, asking why I was reading the Christian scriptures so carefully, whether I was having doubts about our mission, whether I had been in contact with any Christians.
I tried to lie, tried to convince them I was just being thorough in my work, but they didn’t believe me.
They searched my desk and found one of the USB drives I hadn’t yet smuggled out of the building.
When they saw what was on it, their faces turned cold. They knew immediately that I had betrayed them.
They took me to a room in the basement of the facility, a room I didn’t even know existed.
It was a small concrete cell with no windows and just a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling.
They locked me inside and told me I would stay there until I confessed everything and renounced whatever foolish ideas had entered my head.
For 3 days, I was kept in that cell with almost no food and very little water.
They came periodically to question me, to threaten me, to tell me what would happen to me if I didn’t cooperate.
They said I had committed treason against Islam. They said I had betrayed my people and my faith.
They said my family would be ashamed of me. On the second day, they began beating me.
Two men came into the cell and hit me repeatedly, punching my face, my stomach, my back.
They pulled my hair and slammed my head against the concrete wall. The pain was unbearable.
I screamed and cried and begged them to stop, but they didn’t. They told me this was just the beginning, that it would get much worse if I didn’t renounce Jesus and return to Islam.
But even as they beat me, even as blood ran down my face and my body achd with pain, I felt that same peace I had experienced when Jesus first revealed himself to me.
I remembered his words in the gospel that blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness sake for this is the kingdom of heaven.
I remembered that he himself was beaten, mocked, and crucified and that he promised his followers would face the same kind of suffering.
So I endured. I refused to deny him. Every time they demanded that I renounce my faith in Jesus, I stayed silent or quietly said that Jesus is Lord.
This enraged them even more. On the fourth day, 6th December, they told me I would be executed.
They said a decision had been made at the highest levels of the organization. I was too dangerous to release and too stubborn to turn back.
They would kill me as a warning to anyone else who might think about betraying the mission.
They told me the execution would happen the next morning, 7th December, by beheading. They would make it quick, they said, almost as a mercy.
Then they would dispose of my body where it would never be found, and they would tell my family I had run away and disappeared.
That night, alone in the cell, I prayed like I had never prayed before. I thanked Jesus for revealing himself to me.
I thanked him for the gift of knowing him, even if it was only for a few weeks.
I told him I was ready to die if that was his will. And I asked him to use my death somehow for his glory and to protect other Christians from the poison Bibles we had created.
But I also prayed for a miracle. I asked him if it was possible to save me, to rescue me so I could expose what this organization was doing and warn believers around the world.
I don’t know what time it was, but deep in the night I heard sounds outside my cell.
There were shouts, running footsteps, and then what sounded like gunfire. I pressed myself against the back wall of the cell, terrified and confused.
Suddenly, my cell door burst open. Standing, there was a man I had never seen before, wearing dark clothes and holding a gun.
He spoke to me quickly in Arabic, telling me to come with him immediately if I wanted to live.
I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew this was my only chance. I followed him out of the cell and through corridors I hadn’t seen before.
The building was in chaos. There were bodies on the floor, some of my former co-workers among them.
I later learned that a rival faction within Saudi intelligence had raided the facility for reasons I still don’t fully understand.
In the confusion of their operation, this man who I believe was a Christian working within the intelligence services found me and decided to help me escape.
He led me to a vehicle parked behind the building. Inside was a woman who handed me a full black abaya and nikab to cover myself completely.
They drove me out of Riyad that same night traveling through back roads and checkpoints where the man’s credentials allowed us to pass without thorough inspection.
They took me to a safe house in Her Albatine, a city near the border with Kuwette.
I stayed there for 2 weeks while they arranged papers for me. During that time, the woman whose name was Salma revealed to me that she was also a secret Christian converted years ago and that there was a small underground network of believers who helped each other survive in Saudi Arabia.
Salma explained to me that Alfat al-Kabir was searching for me everywhere. They had contacts in the police and intelligence services.
They knew I had escaped and they knew I carried dangerous information. My picture was being circulated among their people.
If I stayed in Saudi Arabia, I would be found and killed within weeks. On 21st December 2024, they smuggled me across the border into Jordan.
It was terrifying, hiding in the back of a truck, barely breathing as we passed through checkpoints.
But God protected me and I made it safely to Ammon. Since arriving in Jordan, I have been moving from place to place, staying with different Christian families who are kind enough to help me despite the risk.
I cannot stay anywhere long because Alfat al-Kabir has people looking for me. Even here I live in constant fear knowing that if they find me they will execute me for leaving Islam and for betraying their mission.
But even in this fear I have joy. I have found the truth. I have found Jesus.
And I would rather live one day knowing him and being hunted than live a 100 years in comfort while serving lies.
I still have some of the information I copied from the organization’s database. I have lists of verses that were changed, though not complete lists of every single alteration.
I have names of some distribution channels, though I don’t know if they’re still being used or if the organization has changed their methods after my escape.
This is why I am sharing my story. I need Christians everywhere to hear this warning.
Please, I beg you, check your Bibles carefully. Compare what you have with trusted established sources.
If you bought a Bible recently, especially if it was unusually cheap or was given as a free gift, please verify that the text is accurate.
Check the verses I mentioned earlier. Check John 3:16, John 14:6, 1 Timothy to 5, Acts 4:12, Romans 10:9, 1 John 5:7.
These are just some of the verses we targeted, but there are many more. If your Bible says anything different from what has been taught and believed by Christians for 2,000 years, if Jesus is presented as merely a prophet, or if salvation is made about human effort rather than grace, you may be holding one of our counterfeits.
Please share this warning with your churches, with your pastors, with Christian bookstores and publishers.
The distribution of these false Bibles is still happening. More are being produced even now.
The plan for 2026 is still in motion unless someone stops it. I also ask you to pray for me.
Pray for my safety as I hide from those who want to kill me. Pray that I can find a way to a country where I can have permanent refuge and live without constantly looking over my shoulder.
Pray for my family back in Saudi Arabia who I can never contact again because it would put them in danger.
And please pray for other Christians who are being persecuted right now in Saudi Arabia, in Yemen, in Iran, in Afghanistan, in Pakistan, in Somalia, in Nigeria, and in so many other places.
Pray for those who are in prison for their faith. Pray for those who are being tortured.
Pray for those who face death for following Jesus. There’s something else I must tell you, something that has been heavy on my heart.
The organization that employed me, Alfat Al-Kabir, is still operating. They lost one facility in the raid that allowed my escape.
But they have others. They have resources, money, connections, and determination. They have not given up on their mission to corrupt the Bible and destroy Christianity from within.
This means that every Christian needs to be alert. Don’t assume that just because a Bible has a familiar publisher’s name on it that it is automatically genuine.
Counterfeiters can copy everything, including publisher logos and copyright information. Don’t assume that just because you bought it from a trusted bookstore that it must be real.
Many bookstores don’t realize they are selling counterfeits because the fakes are so convincing. The best protection is knowledge.
Know what the Bible actually teaches. Know the core doctrines of Christianity that Jesus is the son of God, fully divine and fully human.
That salvation comes only through faith in him and his finished work on the cross.
That he rose from the dead on the third day. That there is one God in three persons, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
That the Bible is God’s inspired and authoritative word. If you find a Bible that contradicts these truths, reject it immediately.
Don’t keep it in your home. Don’t let it confuse you or weaken your faith.
Destroy it and replace it with a genuine Bible from a verified source. I also want to say something to Muslims who might be reading or hearing this testimony.
I do not hate you. I was one of you. I understand the devotion you feel to Islam.
I understand the sincerity of your prayers and your desire to serve God. But I am telling you the truth when I say that Jesus Christ is the way to know God personally.
He is not just a prophet. He is the son of God who came to earth, lived a perfect life, died for our sins, and rose again to give us eternal life.
This is not a corruption of God’s message. This is the message itself. I found Jesus in the strangest way possible while I was literally trying to destroy his word.
But he found me. He revealed himself to me. He forgave me for everything I had done.
And he gave me a peace and joy I never knew existed. If you are seeking truth, if something in your heart is stirring as you read this, don’t ignore it.
That is Jesus calling you to himself. You can know him. You can have a relationship with the living God, not based on your performance or your religious duties, but based on his grace and love for you.
I know what it costs to follow Jesus when you come from a Muslim background.
I am living that cost right now, but I also know it is worth it.
He is worth everything. My dear brothers and sisters in Christ, I want to speak to your hearts.
The battle we are in is not just physical. It is spiritual. The enemy wants to destroy faith in Jesus Christ and he will use every possible method to do it.
Violence, persecution, deception, corruption of scripture, all of these are weapons in his arsenal. But we have something more powerful.
We have the truth. We have the Holy Spirit living in us. We have the actual word of God that cannot be ultimately destroyed no matter how many counterfeit copies are made.
Stay alert, test everything, hold fast to what is good, and pray without seizing for believers around the world who are suffering for the name of Jesus.
Pray for me as I continue hiding and running. Pray for the underground church in Saudi Arabia that is risking everything to follow Christ.
Pray for Muslims who are searching for truth that Jesus would reveal himself to them as he did to me.
And please take action. Check your Bibles. Warn your churches. Share this testimony so others can be aware of the danger.
Don’t let fear paralyze you, but don’t be naive either. The battle is real and we must stand firm.
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for this new beginning. I trust you with my life.
In your name I pray. Amen. If you prayed that prayer sincerely, welcome to God’s family.
You are now a child of God. Angels are rejoicing over you right now in heaven.
Following Jesus may not be easy, especially if you come from a background that opposes Christianity, but he will never leave you.
He will be with you every step of the way. Find other believers if you can.
Read the Bible, especially the Gospel of John. Pray everyday. And remember, you are part of a global family now.
Thank you for listening to my testimony. Sharing this puts me at greater risk, but I must speak.
Too much is at stake. Too many souls are in danger of being deceived. My name is on a hit list.
I live in hiding. I cannot contact my family. I have lost everything I once had.
But I have gained Christ and he is worth more than everything else combined. Please remember to check what I have told you about the corrupted Bibles.
If you find any copies that match what I described, please alert your church leaders and Christian publishers immediately.
Destroy those copies and replace them with verified genuine Bibles. And please pray. Pray for protection.
Pray for wisdom. Pray for persecuted believers everywhere. Pray for those who persecute us that they too might encounter Jesus and be saved.
May God bless you and keep you. May his face shine upon you and give you peace.
May you stand firm in the truth of his word and never be shaken in Jesus’ name.
Amen.
