<TITLE>15. Par 44-47</TITLE>L-44 Let me tell you something. On after forty days, His feet begin to lift from the ground one day. He said to His disciples, "Go into all the world; preach the Gospel. He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved. He that believeth not shall be damned. These signs shall follow them that believe." You're going to be called, fortuneteller; you're going to be called devil; you're going to be called everything there are; but you're going to cast out devils." Amen. "Lay their hands on the sick; they shall recover."
Here He goes up. I can see Sarah and Abraham, all of them, joining with Him. Oh, my. Here they go on up; passed the moon, the stars. Jesus at the head, the Old Testament saints behind Him, walking. Hallelujah. They come in sight of the big great city yonder that's built foursquare: pearly gates. I can hear all the Old Testament saints with their great Victor walking in the front of them, great Conqueror. Oh, He is a Mighty Conqueror since He rent the veil in two.

L-45 Here He is with the Old Testament saints. I can hear them holler, "Lift up, ye everlasting gates and be ye lifted up. And let the King of Glory come in."
I hear the angels say, "What was that?"
"Lift up, ye everlasting gates and be ye lifted up. And let the King of Glory come in."
I can hear the angels holler, "Who is this King of Glory?"
"The Lord of Hosts, Mighty in battle. He is the King of Glory." Hallelujah.
I can see Gabriel walk out there with his chest throwed back, press the button: open come the gates. Down through the streets went Jesus, victorious with the Old Testament saints, right down through the streets...?... Hallelujah. Victory. Walked right up in the Presence of the Father and said, "Father, here they are. They all died in faith looking to the time." Hallelujah.
I hear Him say, "Well done, My Son. Climb up here and set on My right hand till I make all Your enemy Your footstool." Oh, Hallelujah.
Oh, I'm a half hour late. I don't want to be that way there. He's making every enemy His footstool. All devils is under His feet. All sickness is under His feet. All sin is under His feet. And we're in Him, more than conquerors through Him that loved us.

L-46 Now, when a believer dies now, he goes straight to the Presence of God. John, on the isle of Patmos, said, "The souls under the altar cried, "How long, Lord? How long?"
"Just a little longer until they call some more 'holy rollers' and fix them all up down there, and they suffer the same thing you did." Then he looked over and he saw them coming, a great number which no man can mul--no multitude which no man could number: white robed saints, palms in their hands awaiting. He said, "Who are these?"
Said, "They are they that come out of the tribulation, the persecution, and come up and made their robes white in the Blood of the Lamb. They're before Him day and night." I want to be numbered with them, don't you? You know I...

L-47 I want to see Jesus, don't you?
 That's what I want to do. When my earthly journey's finished, my last song, my last sermon, and this old Bible is laying closed somewhere, I look standing around the bed, and there stands my boy and my girls, my wife, my loved ones. I want to raise my hand and sing,
Happy day, happy day,
When Jesus washed my sins away.
He taught me how to watch and pray
And live rejoicing every day.
I want to slip from this old building, when it gets a leak in it here. I want to drop her here:
This robe of flesh I drop and rise,
And seize the everlasting prize.
And shout while passing through the air,
"Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer."


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