<TITLE>01. Par 1-5</TITLE>54-0624, The Deep Calleth To The Deep, Constitution Hall, Washington, DC, 61 min
L-1 Oh, my. There's no two Holy Spirits, there's... And that same Holy Spirit, that led Simeon that night, or that morning to the Christ has led you here tonight, 'cause you believe the promise of the Holy Spirit. And He's just as obligated to you as He was to Simeon, the same, because He's God, and He has to keep His Word.
Then I can see Simeon, he craved; he desired to see the Christ. He believed what the Word of God had said to him. No matter what the critics said, he believed the Word of God. There was a yearning in his heart to see the Christ, and he believed he would. As David said, "When the deep calleth to the deep." Many of you in here believes in Divine healing, do you? Do you believe in Divine healing? The very reason that you believe in Divine healing proves there is a Divine healing.

L-2 When we come to America, we found the American Indian. He was worshipping something, the sun, the moon, and nature; because in him he's a human being, and he knows he had a Maker. So there was something within his human heart called out to worship. It is to every mortal. You might worship your automobile, your job, your house, or something; you'll worship something. So if there's any idol, take it out and let Jesus Christ have first place. Let Him be first of all.

L-3 Then the hunger, deep... As David said, "When the deep calleth to the deep, at the noise of thy waterspouts."...
Now, the deep calling to the deep... For instance this, if there is a deep in here calling, there has to be a deep to respond to that call. Maybe I'll make myself clear as this. I'm a great lover of nature; and going into the woods, I watch the sunset. I hear the animals, scream of the wild. My mother's a half Indian. So it's--there's something about it--in my blood that I--I love nature. And when I hear the call from the wild, there's something sets my soul afire. I can't help it.

L-4 Here recently I was up in Colorado, and I was standing upon a mountain, and I was watching an old mother eagle as she brought her little ones from the nest and--on her wings, and set them down in a grassy pasture. And then she flew back up to the top, very peak of the highest rock she could get to, and she set down. She begin to watch.
Well, I was watching through my binoculars; my horse was hitched to a tree; and I was watching. And I said, "Lord, I... [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] like this." And it seemed to me that I... [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]

L-5 ...Smells. If you was ever around an eagles nest. And they make it out of sharp sticks and things. And them poor little eagles was just walking on those sticks and thorns, they never knowed nothing else. But one day the mother spread forth her wings, and they stepped on the wings and went down. Now, I looked at those little fellows, and they were just having a--a Pentecostal revival. They were just running around on that soft grass, just picking here, and chirping to one another, and jumping over each other, just as free as they could be.


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