<TITLE>18. Par 66-69</TITLE>L-66 Isn't this wonderful? I tell you, Christians, I love this old fashion scouring out Gospel. You'll never see the day that anything will ever take its place. Oh, I just love Him. Let's sing this... How many likes old fashion songs? Do you like them? That's good. Organist, you do a wonderful job, brother. I appreciate you so much. I wonder if you know this song, "Peace, peace, wonderful peace coming down from the Father above." How many knows that? All right. Let's all sing it together now as get... All right...?...
 Peace! peace! (Let's just raise up our hands to worship God)
 ...ful peace,
 Coming down from the Father above;
 Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
 In the fathomless billow of love.
Let's sing it quietly like this.
 Peace! (Just worship now.) wonderful peace,
 Coming down from the Father above;
 Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
 In the fathomless billow of love.
[Brother Branham hums--Ed.]
Just bathe in His beauty. The message is over. Let's worship.
 The Father... [Brother Branham hums--Ed.]

L-67 Just open up that callous heart now. Let Him come down, just settle over you like dew drops. After my wife had gone home, I used to wonder why did He take her? Why did He leave me and Billy? Of the evening after work, I used to go out to the graveyard. I'd set down out there by the side of the grave against a little old tree. I looked down at the grave, and I thought, "Why did you go, dear?" I'd get real melancholy.
Used to be an old dove come set in the bush. She started cooing sweetly. And I used to hum that song to that dove. And just something would sweep over me. I'd set there and sing...
 Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
 Coming down from the Father above;
 Sweep over our spirit forever, I pray.
 In the fathomless billow of love.
Don't you want Him to meet you there that day? When I come to the river at the ending of days. And it seems like my friends have all gone. There's one thought that cheers me and makes my heart glad, I won't have to cross Jordan alone. That's one thing I know.

L-68 I remember when she was going, I said, "Are you going, Hope?"
And she said, "Yes, Billy. Honey," she said, "you've talked about it, but you don't know what it is." She said, "Oh, it's wonderful." I seen those big dark eyes look up. She said, "Preach, Billy, this message."
I said, "I will, dear." I said, "Are you really going?"
She said, "Oh, it's so wonderful." She said, "Don't let my children be drug about from pillar to post. Marry some good Christian girl that'll take care of them."
I said, "Hope, by God's grace on that morning, you stand right over there by the side of the eastern gate and when you see Abraham, and Isaac, and Jacob, and them coming in, go to screaming, 'Bill,' just as loud as you can. I'll have the children together. I'll meet you there."
She said, "I'll be waiting for you."

L-69 Well, that's been eighteen years ago. I'm still on the battle front tonight, not a bit weary. I'm waiting. Some glorious day I'll go. I'll preach my last sermon; I'll make my last altar call; I'll pray for the last sick person. Then I shall go to Him Who loved Me when I was unlovable, Who give to me something that the world could not give, Who gave me the satisfaction that somehow no wooing of the world has ever been able to allure me from this blessed place. I'm so happy tonight that I'm on my way with you, you Christians. Someday we'll meet there by God's grace.
Father, be with us now. We preached Your Word. Sinners has repented. And we've worship Thee. We love You. Now, there's sickness among us, Lord. Let this audience see that You're Christ. Let them see that You haven't forsaken. You're the same yesterday, today, and forever. Heal them, Father, tonight, for You was wounded for our transgressions; with Your stripes, we were healed. May we be able to accept it.


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