<TITLE>03. Par 24-36</TITLE>L-24 My father was a very personal friend to a... or, no intimate friend, rather, to a noted infidel. And he said, "There is no such a thing as God." He cursed the very thoughts of God. His wife would hook up the buggy and go to church, and he would go out and plow his corn on Sunday, and everything, just to show that there was no such a thing as God.
One day, he'd just put up his wheat, and got it all shocked up; lightning struck it, burnt it up. He got out there and raised his hand and cursed the very thoughts of God. And when he did, then lightning struck his barn where he had some fine race horses, and killed them, every one.
And a few weeks after that, he set in with walking typhoid fever, and died, while my daddy help hold him into the bed. And he screamed and cried, the devils, with chains wrapped around them, was coming after him, and everything else. And when he went to go out, he called his family together, his little children. He said, "Don't you go the way that your daddy's gone. Go the way your mother goes, for that's the only way of Life."

L-27 I have a book at home, and gives the testimony of many outstanding men, such as the great... one of the great queens of--of England, and some of the other men. When they were stepping out into death, they screamed and cried.
The Queen Elizabeth of England, said, "If I could only have... I'd give my kingdom if I had five minutes more life, that I could make my repentance, and my heart right with God."
Another great noted man said, "I'm stepping out into darkness. I know not where I'm going. I could..."
And another great atheist spoke, and said, "There seems to be two walls, and I screamed," and said, "just an echo from wall to wall." That's all he could hear. He had put off the day of salvation until it was too late.

L-31 Then I think of great, noted men who died, believing in our Lord Jesus Christ and His resurrection. I think of, here, of--of D. L. Moody, at his death, a lot have said. "Why, is this death?" He said, "This is my coronation day." And I thought, when--when John Wesley, when he was dying. When Abraham Lincoln was shot and was bleeding to death, laying in a--a place...

L-32 I was... passed by a museum, and over in Illinois here, some time ago. I seen an aged colored man with a little ring of white hair around his head, walking around, looking. After while he stopped, and the tears run down his cheeks. He backed off and started saying over a prayer. I watched him for a few minutes. I was walking around too, so I walked over, and I said, "Uncle, what's the matter? I notice you're praying."
He said, "Look, laying there."
Well, I looked laying there, and the only thing I could see was a dress. And he said... I said, "Only thing I see is a dress."
But said, "Look, sir." He said, beneath my coat is a scar of a slave belt." He said, "And that's the blood of Abraham Lincoln." He said, "It taken the blood of Abraham Lincoln to take that slave belt off of me."
I thought, "If it would excite a colored man, because that of the blood of Abraham Lincoln, because it taken a slave belt off of him, what ought the Blood of Jesus Christ mean to the believer, when we look back to Calvary and see there that He taken the slave belt of sin from our hearts and freed us," that we've been talking about, the last few nights. What a difference it is.

L-36 Abraham Lincoln, when he was dying, he had an alternative. And when he... But when he was shot there in this great cathedral, and he was dying in his bed, he said, "Turn my face towards the setting of the sun." The sun was going down at evening. Lincoln was breathing, and the blood gurgling in his lungs. He'd always trusted God. He said, "Hold up my hands." And he held his hand. He said, "Our Father Who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy Name," as he bowed his head and gave up the spirit.


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