<TITLE>19. Par 245-251</TITLE>L-245 Is there anyone in the building tonight, that's never accepted Christ as personal Saviour, would say, "Brother Branham, by my uplifted hand... The altar's piled full of people here now, but I'm going to lift up my hand, say, 'Pray for me. I'm a sinner. And I--I here want to now let God see my hand, that I want to accept Him as my Saviour?'" God bless you, lady. God bless you, sir. God bless you, lady. God bless you. Someone over on my right? God bless you, sir. God bless you up there. That's fine. Some, here's another one right here. God bless you. That's just wonderful.
"I want to become His witness." Another one would raise your hand, say, "Brother Branham, pray for me. I want to be remembered in a word of prayer"? God bless you. I see you, lady there with your hand up too. I see you, young man over there on the end. I see you with your hand up.
Hands are going up, everywhere in this little audience tonight, the closing of the revival. How do we know... Here's another lady with her hands up. God bless you, sister. How do you know but what this will be the last revival that the little Branham Tabernacle will ever have?

L-248 I stood, today, there over the cold, icy form of a young woman in her twenties. Took her out to the grave and buried her. Her little boys was setting there by the father. The little fellows walked up to the casket. Father said, "Come on, tell mommy, 'Good-bye.'" They walked up there and waved their little hands to their died, dead mother laying there, "Good-bye, mommy." Their little brown eyes covered with tears, and they hid their little faces in their hands.
Oh, wouldn't it be sad if that mother was gone forever? But by God's grace she was converted here at the Tabernacle. That night that she made that decision and walked forward, is the only thing that counts now. Last week she was running around over town here, healthy and strong, intending to come to the meeting: took sick, and died, just in a little bit.

L-250 Two friends of mine, both of them worked for the Public Service Company, were stricken yesterday in an accident, laying here in the hospital, dying right now, the girl is. I worked with her for seventeen years; heart knocked plumb to the other side of her. One of the substation operators laying there, a pal of mine; I sat on a log, in the woods, a many a day, and talked to him about the Lord Jesus. I want to see him in a little bit now, talk to him again, just before going out of life, see if the Lord will tell us anything for him.

L-251 I wonder, those who--who raised their hand, as being sinners, and wanted to be remembered in a word of prayer, you've accepted Christ; I wonder if you believe now that you accept Jesus Christ? Be in prayer; every hair--every head bowed. If you'll accept Jesus Christ as your personal Saviour, and believe that He saved you from sin, and right now would you stand up to your feet as a witness. Any person that raised their hand, would say, "Lord, I knowed You promised me that 'Whosoever believeth shall not be condemned.' I now believe and accept You as my Saviour."
Would you stand? We're pressed a little bit for time and for space here. God bless you, brother. God bless you. Just remain standing. If you will, stand. Will somebody else stand? Somebody else stand right now? Just remain standing, if you will. Everyone with your heads bowed now. Everywhere in the building, be in prayer.


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