<TITLE>16. Par 62-65</TITLE>L-62 Now, look I got a whole scrip bag full of it, and I'm going to put it on Christ Jesus, and you sick sheep start licking right now. And you'll find out that you'll get well, as sure as the world. That's right. Hallelujah. That's right, you'll get... Yes, sir. I ain't going to put it on the Methodist church; I ain't going to put it on the Baptist church; I ain't going to put it on the Pentecostal church; I'm putting it on where it belongs, Jesus Christ. Don't say, "I'm a Baptist." you're licking on the Baptist church. Don't say, "I'm Pentecost." You're licking on that church. But lick on Christ. He is the Rock of Ages. There's where the honey belongs, on Christ. Amen.

L-63 Nothing against Pentecost, Baptist, Methodist, not a thing, but I'm talking about Christ. That's what I'm talking... There's where the honey belongs. And a real preacher will lay it right on Christ, and let the sick sheep go to licking. "Don't you see I've got a gift of healing, glory to God, I put hocus-pocus on you?" That's nonsense.
But when you go to telling them that Christ died for you, Christ healed you back yonder, you're laying the honey where it belongs. And I'll guarantee the sheep will get well, that'll lick too. Amen.
You go to rejoicing and being happy in the blessing, you're just licking honey then. But while you're doing that you're going to get some of the limestone too, just as sure as the world. Yes, sir. And it'll heal you. Yes, indeed. Oh, they say "They're excited." They're getting well anyhow. Amen.
Say, I feel good, fifty miles of elbow room right now.

L-64 Notice. Yes, sir. There's another thing about, you know, that licking the honey in the rock. A rock's got something to do with it; a rock has healing power somehow. They even make medicine out of it. Yes, sir.
Long time ago when a man used to get mad dog bit, back when we were boys, you know what they'd do, they'd send them away. They had a--a stone, a mad stone. And they'd take the person and stick them to this stone, and if they stuck to the stone they got well, and if they didn't stick, they died.
Well, brother I'm telling you the worst mad dog I know of is the devil. He has bit everybody he can bite. But I know where there's a stone. Hallelujah. That stone is Christ Jesus; hold on to Him, grab Him with both arms, the Rock of Ages, and say, "Cleft for me. Let me hide myself in Thee."
Hold to God's unchanging hand, when everything else is failing. It'll stand there and hold. If you'll stick to it, it'll bring you out. Just hold on to it.

L-65 Here not long ago I was up in the mountains. I just love hunting. You know that. That's my second nature, I'm a real Kentuckian; I got a squirrel rifle. See? And I just like to go hunting. I was way up in the mountains and I was watching up there, looking through the binoculars. Right at the time, I wasn't hunting at the time, I was herding cattle. And I've worked cattle since I was a boy, so I go up there in the roundups and things, and I was watching down through a--a sight.
I seen an old mother eagle. And she had a big nest up in the rock. It was along in the months, you know, after the little fellows had hatched out. And they were all walking around on this nest, and I spied that nest. The old mother was go take them out of the nest, and they were walking around there, you know, poor little old fellows. And she throwed her wings down like that and she [Brother Branham makes a squawk noise--Ed.] made a squawk, and all them little eagles reached over, and took their little mouth, and set hold of them wings, got their little feet and held onto her wings.


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