<TITLE>10. Par 47-50</TITLE>L-47 And you get these little old, sissified men today with a shock of hair cut down low on his neck like that, and a pair of sideburns like Elvis Presley, and stand up and make all this boogie woogie stuff, and you Christians try to impersonate an impostor like that. Right. Right. Go along with a little old pair of clothes on, looks like some sissy, and a woman out there with a pair of man's trousers on. Do you know the Bible said that's abomination in the sight of God? Certainly is. You know that's the truth. That's exactly the truth.
Well, listen, you say, "Now, brother, what..." Well, just look what happened. What happened to the old fashion meetings you used to have? What went with them old prayer meetings? Where is them old sincere saints that weep and cry? Where is those tent meetings you used to have? It's gone. Why? You started snorting like wolves, and acting like Elvis Presley, and going on like that, and the Dove took Her flight and went right away. That's exactly the truth. That's right.

L-48 Oh, brother, I know it's sickening to you. But my mama used to tell me when we was little kids... We didn't--we didn't have much to eat. Mom used to boil meat skins in an old--render them out in an old bread pan, where she make her corn bread. She'd make that old grease, and pour it out, and save it, and then make the corn bread. And we had black-eyed peas, and sauerkraut, and corn bread. We had to eat it three times a day, nearly. And it wasn't good for our health. And we'd break out in little pump--bumps all over us. And every Saturday night, I know mama used make us everyone take castor oil. And I can't stand to smell the stuff today. And I used to go up, and I'd hold my nose, and I'd tell her; I said, "Mama, it just makes me so sick. I can't stand it."
She said, "Honey, if it doesn't make you sick, it doesn't do you any good." So maybe I'll apply that to the Gospel tonight. If it doesn't stir the church up, and make you a little sick, and ashamed of yourself, it might not do you too much good. What we need today is a good old-time Gospel cleaning out. That's exactly right: taking all the world out of the church and putting Christ back on the throne of the heart.

L-49 Then the tree's known by its fruit. It'll bear fruit. But as long as we can dance in the Spirit, and run over the platform acting like... And then get out on the street and enough temper to fight a buzz saw, and carrying on like that, and fussing and carrying on through the neighborhood, running up-and-down, and pleading, and all this other kind of stuff, will never work until the precious Dove of God settles back down on the heart and makes you bear the fruit of the Spirit. That's exactly right. Clean water and stagnated don't come from the same cistern. Certainly it does not. The tree's known by its fruit.
Now, this lamb was a silent lamb: dumb before its shearers, it opened not his mouth.
Somebody could say, "Well, look, Liddy. What happened to you? Why, you don't act like you used to. Have you become a holy-roller?"
"I'll give you to understand right now. I'll tell you, Hallelujah, Hallelujah." Oh, oh look out. Oh, oh, something happened. That's right.

L-50 The Lamb of God is a silent Lamb. When He was smit on one side of the face, He turned the other one. And when He was riled at, He riled not back again. That's right. He walked on taking care of one thing: that was the business of His Father.
It's not sticking your nose in every little church argument. Just go along, chew your chewing gum at night and saying, "Liddy, what do you know about...?... I'll tell you, John, I'll--I'll never... I wanted to go fishing today, and that preacher preached half the day." That shows what kind of a spirit you got in you. That's right. Certainly.
Oh, yes. He's a silent lamb. He eats the Word of God. He stays right with it. He loves it.


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