<TITLE>19. Par 202-211</TITLE>L-202 If I could stand where Moses stood, on that Rock, looking over into the promised land... He wanted to go in; he looked back to his congregation, waved good-bye at them again, the tears dropping off his long beard. His hour was a-coming. His sleeves, run down over his sleeves here, the pulse begin to come up his sleeve, an old veteran.
I can tell you right now, brother, don't think I'm going to Baptist this for a little bit, but, brother, he wasn't lost. No, he wasn't. God won't let His servant down.
There the sleeves coming up like this. And the first thing you know, he was caught, cold pulse--pulse cooling off. His eyes begin to get dim as he looked over there, over in that land. How he wanted to go over. Oh, my. His heart was breaking.

L-205 And just as he got ready to move out of this life, he happened to look, standing by his side, there stood the Rock. Just so He's there, that's all. He stepped over on the Rock. The Angels come, packed him away.
Eight hundred years from there, there he was standing over in the promised land, by the side of Elijah, talking to Jesus. He don't let you down.

L-207 Some of these days I've got to come to the end of the road. I'm forty-three years old now, getting pretty well broke up. I've preached twenty years. I've waded through waters, and broke ice, and stood and baptized till I'd freeze, nearly. I've done without, went without, into the jungles and everything else, and diseases and everything lurking. I don't know how long I'll stay. But if I shall live to see longer than this, maybe when I get to be an old man, if Jesus tarries, I'll probably stand with what hair I got hanging down low. All my people takes the palsy when they get old; they shake. When I've fought my way through every battle, all my buddies and things are gone on, and I stand there and hear the dashing of the water coming across there, I'm shaking on my stick, like this, I want to take the old Sword here and stick her back in the sheath of eternity, pull off my helmet and lay it down, raise up my hand (Hallelujah.), and say, "Lord, push out the lifeboat; I'm coming across this morning; I'm coming across the river." He won't let me down then.

L-208 And while I'm here, while it's light, I'll preach and pray, and beg and sing, and do everything I can for the Kingdom of God. When my soul begins to lift from this body, and I look back down and see my footprints, I want them in the right kind of a place, where "Partings leave behind us footprints on the sands of time."

L-209 Shall we bow our heads. Teddy, go over to the piano a moment.
Our heavenly Father, oh, for these great rejoicing times, how happy. I guess I get a little bit beside myself, Lord, just the Holy Spirit just baptizing my soul. I just can't help it; Something just gets ahold of me. I'm so thankful, Lord, to have all the dishpans and gutters cleaned out, so the Holy Spirit can come. Keep the kink out of the hose, so the waters of salvation can pour down in any time God wants it to. Pray it out. As Elijah told Jehoshaphat, and said, "Dig ditches. Get all the rocks out, all the sticks and stumps. There's going to be some water coming."

L-211 Thank You, Lord, Thou hast been here tonight. And I think of old prophet Moses; God, bless his gallant soul. As he stood there on the mount looking over in the promised land, we stand tonight looking that way, Lord. The only thing I ask You for myself, is let that Rock be there when I'm going. God, that'll be all right with me. And all that I've ever done in life, Lord, if I can just crawl up and touch Your sacred feet once, pat them with my unworthy hand, that'll repay me a million times. We all know we got to go that road. Some of us may in a few hours. I don't know. Thou knowest.


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