<TITLE>20. Par 179-183</TITLE>L-179 Now, brother, being she's been made fun of, and persecuted, and pushed back, and everything, one of these glorious mornings (Hallelujah.), the Great Master Who stands in glory, pointing out His servants... "Not by power, not by might, but by My Spirit, saith the Lord." Not by theology, not by grammar, not by these other things, but by simple, holy, unadulterated faith in the Son of God and what He said in His Word...
He's painting a picture. He's painting a picture. What is it? A Holy Ghost filled church that He foreordained before the beginning of the world to appear yonder in His glory. And some of these mornings He will sweep down through from the heavens (Hallelujah.), like a great magnet, and He will pick up that little church that's been persecuted, hang her yonder in the hall of fame, when She goes to the sky, shouting:
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise,
And seize the everlasting prize.
Shout while passing through the air,
Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer.
Amen.

L-180 Heavenly Father, we thank Thee tonight. Don't know what's the matter, just couldn't get into this lesson somehow, the Holy Spirit moving, bursting out, moving over. Oh, we thank Thee, thank Thee from the depths of our heart for Your love and power. Thank You, Lord, thank You for a humble people who in this great dark age down here, in this great time of self-satisfying, oh, haughty, high-minded, and lovers of pleasure more than lovers of God, the Spirit speaks expressingly that in the latter times these things would be. II Timothy 3, in Your Word said they'd be "Heady, high-minded," know more than somebody else, "high-minded, incontinent, fierce, and despisers of those that are good, having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof; from such turn away."

L-181 God, You spoke in that day that You'd have a little church, said, "Fear not, little flock, it's your Father's good will to give you the Kingdom."
Thank You, Lord, for ever opening my poor eyes, me, a poor blinded wretch out yonder in sin, borned in a sinful family, and reared up over a whiskey barrel. Oh, but, God, how You protected and helped, and blessed, and satisfied. How can I ever express my feelings to You, Lord. O God, just let this be just the beginning, Lord, that I can go again to the corners of the worlds everywhere, proclaiming the Message of deliverance and salvation.

L-183 God, shake this little old church like never before. May the Holy Ghost get a hold of every person here, cause them to fast and pray, and lay on their face day and night, screaming out, Lord, until the old fashion revival breaks out here, Lord, and sweeps all out through here and sends in an old fashion time that'll bring men and women back to God. Grant it, Father, for we ask it in Jesus' Name. Amen. Amen. (Shall we stand.)
Oh, I want to see Him, look upon His face,
There to sing forever of His saving grace;
On the streets of Glory let me lift my voice;
Cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.


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