<TITLE>22. Par 218-227</TITLE>L-218 What happened to the blood Cell? Did It just perish and run out? No, sir. It sprayed. It loosened up. It loosened up, so many sons could be born. No sons could be born by this one blood Cell, this one Man. This one Spirit come on the inside of this blood Cell, and created it around and around Him, like that. No one had ever entered, never would they before. But God Himself come down and was made a Baby in a manger; come up, and was made a Man. All the... Everything was wrapped around that one blood Cell. And It was pierced like that and broke at Calvary; sin scattered it. God raised Him up for justification. Now, around that Spirit...
This same Spirit lives here on earth today. And It's got a spray around It like this. It's not--not hard, you can--where you can't get in. It's loose so you can come in, loose so he can come in. Why? That through the pulling of a sinner through this blood Cell to Himself... "If I be lifted up, I'll draw all men unto Me."

L-221 And when He pulls that sinner through that blood Cell, He cleanses him from all unrighteousness (Hallelujah.), and brings him in by the Holy Ghost into Himself. And the sinner is a new creature in Christ Jesus, baptized in there by the Holy Spirit. Pulls him in here, and the part of the man in there is godly. He's a son of God. He's a daughter of God. Any desires of the world is dead, 'cause they're on... Between him and the world is the Blood of Jesus Christ.
Then he hopes all things, believes all things. Hallelujah. What God says, he says, "That's the Truth. Live or die, what difference does it make? It's the Truth. I'm moving on." Whew. Excuse me. I--I'm just a little bit informal in my own church. Amen. Oh, my.
My hopes is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' Blood and righteousness;
When all around my soul gives way,
Then He's all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other grounds is just sinking sand.

L-223 Whether it's money, whether it's popularity, whether it's a big preacher, whether it's this, or whether it's the doctor, whether it's a automobile, or whether it's this, that, or the other, all other grounds is sinking sands. My, my. How much more I notice it as I see the hair is graying, what I got left around my head, my flesh withering away. My only hope is There. Lord Jesus, take me by the hand and lead me on. Let me move on, Lord, God, just not pay any attention to anything of the world, but looking to Christ, the Author and Finisher of my faith; Who for His Own, for the glory of God, laid down His Life, that He might offer Himself as a Sacrifice, that He might bring me into fellowship with Him, in the Father. Hmm. There it is.
How could sinners ever look at That and walk away? I... It's beyond anything I can think of. All right, quickly now. We got to hurry, before we close.

L-227 Which hope we have... (19th verse)... as an anchor of the soul... (Here it goes again.)... a anchor of the soul. Which hope we have as a anchor...
When anything's anchored, it can't move.
I have an anchor that keeps me whole,
Steadfast and sure while the sea billows roll,
Anchored in the Rock that makes me whole,
Grounded safe and sure in the Saviour's love.
This anchor. When I was out yonder beyond the spray one day, one day God took this poor lost sinner, and pulled him through that spray (Yes, sir.), and brought him over here and anchored me in there, put some arms about me. And everything else, no matter what it is, "My soul looks up to Thee." See? "Have an anchor, steadfast and sure." Look here.


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