<TITLE>07. Par 60-68</TITLE>L-60 God's Word is eternal. If God's Word is that perfect, them who are in Christ is just as sure to raise as there is a resurrection. God's just as obligated to His Word to heal you, as He is to save you. For He... It's His Word that promised it. It's God's Word, and we have no right to take away from It, but just say, "It's the Truth." Believe It. No matter what happens, believe It anyhow. That's the way the rest of them had to believe It, and we're not excluded from that. God gave Palestine to Israel, but they had to fight for every inch of ground they got. The promise is yours, but you have to fight for every inch you claim; the devil will see to that: certainly he will.

L-61 But notice when they were ready to break the legs of our Lord Jesus, if that hammer would have struck the leg and broke it, God would've been found false. But there wasn't enough devils in all dark torment to let that hammer strike that precious body. For David, eight hundred years before then, said there'll not be one bone broke in His body. God's Word has to stand Truth.
But what did they do then? They took a spear and rammed it in His side, and Blood and water came out, to fulfill what the Bible said, "They pierced My hands and My side." The Word was fulfilled.

L-63 Now when He was dying, oh, what a dreadful hour... I think of that song, and honest, it just makes me feel terrible, when I think that song that the poet wrote many years ago.
Mid rendering rocks and darkening skies,
My Saviour bowed His head and died;
The opened veil revealed the way
To Heavens joys and endless day.
And when He was hanging there, bleeding and dying, when He bowed His head. The sun got so ashamed of hisself to look down upon mortal creatures who God made in His image; would have to pay such a price as that to redeem it; the sun refused to look down on the earth in that hour. The moon was so embarrassed till he withdrawed his place. And the stars turned their back to the earth. What a horrible thing sin must be, how God had to deal with it.

L-65 And to see those mocking priests, with spit hanging in His face. A man hit Him on the head with a reed and said, "If you're a prophet, tell us who hit you." One of them pulled the beard from His face, and smacked Him on the face, and wanted Him to take up for Himself.
He said, "If My Kingdom was of this world, I would straightway call My Father, He'd send Me twelve legions of Angels."
It could've been changed, but how could He do it? He just couldn't do it, for it was His Own children crying out for His Blood. Could you imagine a daddy, a father, with his own children in darkness crying out for their own father's blood? That's the reason He could do nothing else but die. If He didn't, it was doom for His children, it was doom for the creatures. But He had to die to save His people.

L-68 And when He did, when He bowed His head, this old earth had a shiver run over its back. It must've had a nervous prostration, for the Bible said that the whole earth, from the sixth to the ninth hour, was dark, was over the whole face of the earth. And the earth shook, and the rocks rent. And the temple veil tore from top to the bottom; the sacrifice blocks turned over. The Son of the living God died. He was so dead until the sun recognized it. He was so dead till the moon recognized it. He was so dead till the stars recognized it. He was so dead till the earth recognized it. He was so dead till the elements recognized it, the atmospheres recognized it. Everything had to know that was the Son of God. For God's Word could not fail. He was promised from the garden of Eden, the Seed that would bruise the serpent's head.


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