<TITLE>23. Par 68-69</TITLE>L-68 Take a woman come to the altar here, or a man, let them be ever so vile, they could scream and cry, and walk up and down the altar, saying, "God, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me," day in and out, day in and out, and they just keep pacing. "Lord, I've repented. I've done everything I can do." They'll keep pacing until the hour, when in their hearts they believe it and then confess it. And when they confess it, He goes to work on it. And He cannot intercede for you until first you confess that it's already done by faith; for He is the High priest of your confession. Amen. Whew. I feel pretty good. It's getting late; I got to let you go home.

L-69 But let me tell you, brother. When a man or a woman will step out virginally on the promise of God and say, "I believe it," walk out in the street, saying, "I believe it. I believe it. I believe it." Then it's going to happen. Telling that it is, till...?...
Abraham, twenty-five years before the baby was ever born, he confessed that it was going to be so; bought up the pins and the birdeye and everything, got ready. That's right. Brother, I'm telling you, then after twenty-five years after he received the promise, the baby was born. But he believed God, and knowed that He was able to keep that which He had said He would do, and keep His Word. So faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things you do not see, taste, feel, smell, or hear.
The old hypocrite set in the church, say, "Oh, I never seen nothing done." You are a... I better let you go.
Let me tell you, brother; let me say what you need tonight. What you need tonight is an old fashion stirring in the soul, until...


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