<TITLE>13. Par 43-45</TITLE>L-43 What did I do when laying yonder in the hospital? At Mayo Brothers they looked at me and said, "Well, you haven't got very much longer to stay here." What could I think of Christ, He Who comes to me that night in a vision. When they said, "It's impossible, Reverend Branham, for you to ever come out..." But in His amazing grace, He come to me, said, "Don't fear. I'm with you. And you're going to preach the Gospel." Hallelujah. He said...

L-44 If I should ask little Georgie Carter, laying yonder, "What think ye of Christ," laying there nine years and eight months without even a stick of hope, then Jesus came along and made her perfect well.
What if I could call E. Howard Cadle from here in Indianapolis, a drunken sot, laying out yonder, the fly blows on him when he was laying in the barroom? When he walked down into the of bottom of his church, where the Democratic relatives throwed his own mother's picture on the scrap heap down there, tears rolled down out of his eyes. What think ye of Christ? Christ rose him up and he sent him thousands of souls. That drunkard, what God did for him, it's amazing grace to what He give to Howard Cadle.
Not only that but every man and woman in here, wretched, blind. You'd been have been a prostitute on the street, when if--it hadn't have been for Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Men, I don't know what would've become of you. I'd have been dead and in my grave a long ago. And many of would be the same, if it wasn't our faith was anchored in Jesus Christ as the Son of the living God.
"What think ye of Christ?" He's the Son of the living God. Oh, how I love Him. How I adore Him. How matchless and how lovely He is. May His blessings ever stay upon you.

L-45 And I pray tonight, that His Holy Spirit will be poured upon you people here and that great signs and wonders will take place in this building tonight. "What think ye of Christ? Whose Son is He?"
I couldn't be a son of a man and do such things. How He saved the world? Everything that has ever happened, every civilization come by Him. Every coin of money that's worth anything, nearly, has the Name of God upon them. Every nation that has--recognizes the God, has become a civilization. And the others become heathens and pagans. Every place a woman's respected, is where He--is where God is usually Jesus Christ is believed as the son of God. And in nations where God and Jesus is not recognized, woman's morals are no more than a cow, they're bringing down the street by the dozens, and swap them and everything else, as women and wives and things like that. Only respect and decency and everything else come by people who recognized Him to be the Son of God. And He's vindicated His works in all the nations that has believed where that remnant stands. Yes, sir, civilization come by...


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