<TITLE>03. Par 9-14</TITLE>L-9 Paul, when he died in California, they had pulled the curtains down and had--had the little Bible--the little quartet, Moody Bible Institute, down there singing songs. They were singing, "Nearer, My God, to Thee." And of all that knowed Paul, know he had a sense of humor. And he looked up, and he said, "Who's dying, you or I?" He said, "Pull back those shades and sing me some real snappy Gospel songs." And they begin to sing "Down at the cross where my Saviour died." He said, "That sounds better."
And then he said, "Where's Luke?" Luke was his brother. Luke and Paul stuck together and worked together like my son and I. They were brothers and buddies. He said, "Where's Luke?" Luke was in the next room. He couldn't stand to see his brother die. So he said, "Tell Luke to come here." And Luke came in. He took Luke by the hand, he said, "Luke, we've been a long ways together and through a many hard battle. But think of it, Luke: in five minutes from now, I'll be standing in the Presence of Jesus Christ, clothed in His righteousness."

L-10 Let me go like that. Let my end be like that. I've held them when they screamed and fought devils off of them and so forth. I seen man go in all kinds of conditions. Let me go as a Christian. Let me come to the last beat of my heart knowing this, when I go into that big dark chamber yonder that's called death, I don't want to go in like a coward. I want, when I know it's my end, I want to wrap myself in the robes of His righteousness, entering into death knowing this, that I know Him in the power of His resurrection, that when He calls, I'll come out from among the dead, some of these days.

L-11 May God rest the soul of F. F. Bosworth in peace. I'm supposed to preach his funeral Monday. If I preach his funeral, I have to miss both Sunday and Monday services here. Brother Vayle is trying to get a hold of Sister Bosworth, to ask if Brother Roberts or somebody could do it, 'cause there'll be many ministers there that could do it. And he's to be buried Monday at two o'clock. In respect of this great warrior, before we read the Word of God, let's stand to our feet and offer prayer to God for this gallant life.

L-12 O blessed God, as Christians we bow our heads to the dust from where we was taken and someday we shall return if Jesus tarries. There is one who has walked among us and preached to us, Thy humble and holy servant, Brother F. F. Bosworth. Tonight his body lays in a casket, but his soul is with Thee, O God. And across the border as he was coming down to the river the other morning, and the waves was a flying high in the air at the old Jordan, we know that there was many friends to meet him, by preaching the Gospel, that by that cause, he had brought them to a saving knowledge of Thy dear Son, and they were there to meet him. We trust that You'll bless his gallant soul. And let us remember by his life, and his examples, and his teaching and how firm he stood on Thy eternal Word until he lived to be a ripe old age, way many years over the 'lotted time.
We pray for Sister Bosworth, for his daughters, and his son. We feel that our loss will be heaven's gain. And let us now press hard in the battle, for a great officer of this army has been taken. In Thy wise providence Thou has granted this. And we pray that'll it make us, now seeing that we're one less, that we may buckle on the full armor of God, and fight until Jesus comes. For we ask it in His Name. Amen. May be seated.

L-13 The God of heaven rest the soul of Daddy Bosworth in peace. I too shall come to that end someday, and you too. Let me go like that in peace. While I'm here, let me do all that I can for the Kingdom of God.

L-14 In the 12th chapter of Saint Matthew's Gospel, and the 42nd verse, I read for a Scripture lesson.
 And the queen of the south shall rise up in the judgment with this generation, and shall condemn it: for she came from the uttermost parts of the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon; and, behold, a greater than Solomon is here.


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