<TITLE>20. Par 210-217</TITLE>L-210 My brother, sister, I pray you'll accept Him tonight. I'm sorry I've bungled my lesson up. I--I haven't been preaching for a long time. You excuse me for my emotions, but how good I feel. And you excuse me. I'll settle down in a few more days, so I can teach.
Tonight that same Angel of God that's pictured on that paper is right here at this platform. What is It? It's the Angel of the covenant. It's the Lord Jesus Christ identifying Himself. The Lord bless you. May you receive Him now as your personal Saviour. I'm waiting for my altar call, until the Holy Spirit gives me the leading to do it.

L-212 And I believe God's going to fill this church with the Holy Ghost, till you hear a scream that'll--that'll swing out through Jeffersonville here. I'm waiting and praying every day and night, waiting just for the crucial moment. You keep fasting, keep praying; getting the kids together, get rid of all the sin around your home, as Jacob said, "Take off your earrings and wash your garments." Get ready. Oh, I hear the sound of abundance of rain.
May the Lord bless you now. Look to the Lamb of God, while we bow our heads.

L-214 Our heavenly Father, that beautiful church moving on in full armor, and their clothes never got threadbare, their shoes never come off of their feet. Forty years in the wilderness, and there wasn't a feeble one among them: no doctor, earthly doctors; just the Great Physician. No millineries, no nothing to make clothes with; but the great Creator was there who kept their clothes from getting threadbare. They had to go through deep waters and burning sand, pushed through briar patches and thick mountains. Everything was in the way, but that great Pillar of Fire was leading the way.
On, on before us, move, O Morning Star, guide us and direct us. Forgive us of our sin and help us to be Your servants, Lord. Take these few scattered Words that I've stood here with, Lord, reading from Your Word, and I pray that You'll sink It deep in every heart. And may It never perish, but may You give them Eternal Life.

L-216 And while we have our heads down, is there a person in here, (with every eye closed), would you raise your hand, say, Brother Branham, please remember me. I--I'm lost, and I--I--I don't know Jesus as my Saviour. I haven't been borned again. I want you to pray for me." Will you raise your hand--hand just now, slip up your hand so I can offer prayer. God bless you. Many of you has got your hands up, everywhere in the building. That's wonderful. God bless you everywhere. Now, say, "Brother Branham, I know, if God should call my soul, that germ of Life isn't in me. That's not in me. I don't know Him that way. I--I really don't know Him that way. I've never been really borned again, but I want to be. I want to be, and I want you to pray for me." Would you raise your hand now, someone else would raise your hand? About a dozen hands. All right, thank you. God bless you, sister. And someone else. All right. Now, God bless you, and you, and you. All right.

L-217 Now, someone in here that--that wants to be remembered in prayer, you're sick, and say, "Brother Branham, remember me; I'm sick." We haven't had a healing service, because we're counting it all into the Gospel, but I do pray for the sick. And now, if you'll raise your hand, say, "Remember me, I'm sick, Brother Branham." All right, that's several hands up again, that's sick. All right, while we have our heads bowed.
Lord, please save that sinner, Lord, backslider; grant it, Lord. Bring them up to the house tonight and feed them a good. May they go away from here tonight and renew their covenant. May that poor sinner, may his pillow feel like rocks tonight, they just can't rest. O God, that's terrible, it seems like, for a man to pray like that. But, O God, anything, don't let his soul be lost. That's if--what if he'd go out of this world, Lord, without knowing You. Oh, I pray that You'll be with him. Help him; help her too, Lord, everyone.


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