<TITLE>13. Par 57-61</TITLE>L-57 Look what a beautiful place it fit there. Her tears of repenting, she was washing His feet. And the only decent thing she had about her was her hair. And her glory fell down. Hallelujah. Her glory, she was wiping Jesus' feet with her glory. Hallelujah.
God, let me with everything I am to wipe His feet, wash His feet, worship Him in the Spirit, do everything I can to make Him welcome in my heart, saying, "Dear Lord Jesus, here take me and make me Yours."
She was wiping His feet with her hairs of her head. And the first thing you know she found herself [Brother Branham makes kissing sounds--Ed.] kissing His feet. And I tell you, Pharisee Jones turned white and then red. The devil really took a hold of him. I can see him [Brother Branham makes a sound in his throat three times] Oh, what a rage he was. Breaking up his party, it would ruin his church.

L-58 And don't you never... Why, he said, "Looky here. If that man was a prophet, He'd know what kind of a woman that was around Him." Listen. "Why, that would ruin his reputation." No, he's wrong. Jesus' reputation is made where sinners are, not as... Sinners coming to Him never ruins His reputation; it makes His reputation. We need more of that sinners before Jesus make them a reputation 'cause they're ready to repent.
And there wiping His feet, kissing His feet, and she was, oh, so beside herself. She was weeping. She was going on. She was... Just simply she didn't know what she was a doing. That's what we want to do. Get before Christ till you can lose yourself.
The old song said: "Let me lose myself and find it, Lord, in Thee." Let me lose all the prestige I got. Let me lose everything so I can find myself in Thee.

L-59 Then when the first thing you know, Pharisee begin to speak and she raised up. Jesus looked over, and He said, "Simon, I have somewhat to say of--about you." Said, "I come to your house on your invitation, and you never washed My feet."
He said, "But this woman and... has." And said, "You never give Me any kiss. You never made Me welcome. You never give Me any ointment to go on My head." But said, "This woman ever since she has come in has never ceased to even kiss My feet."

L-60 He turned to the woman for that gallant act; He said, "If I say unto thee, thy sins which were many are all forgiven thee."
Oh, what would we care what the world would say, as long as I can hear them words, "Thy sins which were many are all forgiven thee."
Oh, God, someday when life is all over, I--I--I want to crawl up to His feet. I--I--I want to just pat His feet, them feet that was going to be nailed scarred in a little awhile, setting there dirty, and she washed them with tears of repentance, wiped them with the glory of her hair, kissed them with her lips. And the grease, and the--of the oil still on her lips, and her standing looking to see what He was going to say.

L-61 For all this, and all she had, she laid all of her glory down, all of her money down, everything she had, and had put--spent everything she could on Him. And there she was kissing His feet, and her lips all greasy with the oil, the tears running down her cheeks, her hair hanging down, and wet with the grease and oil on His feet like that when she broke the spikenard box and poured it all over His feet, every bit of it. She never just held any back; she poured it all on His feet.
And there He was--she was setting there. He said, "Thy sins which are many are all forgiven thee."
God help us tonight to get--and lose ourself away from our self-styled starchy ideas and find Jesus Christ and love Him. Oh, may He grant that to every lost sinner in here tonight while we bow our heads.


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