<TITLE>11. Par 45-48</TITLE>L-45 God Almighty, be merciful, though we're aliens in this dark world of sin and distress, we ought to conduct ourselves like sons and daughters of God, and we're not like the kings of the world. Our Father is the King. What do we care about the devil's domain? Let's act like sons and daughters of God, taking His Word and calling anything contrary as though it was not. Let's live, and act, and dress, and talk, and sing, and shout, and love the Lord, and act like the Lord by believing His Word. We are sons and daughters of the true and living King of heaven, God Almighty. "My soul thirst after Thee in a dry and thirsty land where no water is." Think of it while we bow our heads just a moment.

L-46 Listen, Christian woman, man. Since you have come to Christ, are you conducting yourself as a Christian should? Are you got yourself off in some little denomination, saying, "Me and my little group, we believe it this a way. We'll have nothing to do with that, nor have nothing to do with this or that." Oh, may God speak to your soul tonight. What can we do? The hour's coming when you're going to beg for this, and you're not going to find it.
Sinner friend away from God, little woman, little man, do you realize that you're trying to quench that thirst that God give to you to thirst after Him, and you're quenching it with the devil's pleasures? Moses forsook Egypt to be Pharaoh of Egypt, esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures of Egypt. Oh, and he endured as seeing Him Who is invisible.
Take off them clothes, lady; put you on some decent looking things. Let your hair grow out and wash your face. You men, get to be men: walk around with a pack of cigarettes in your pocket, and a deacon on the board, cigars, taking a little sociable drink, staying home and watching television, washing your car on Sunday instead of spend at Sunday school, aren't you ashamed?

L-47 Dear heavenly Father, God, I don't want to be rude, but what can I do when my soul cries out, Lord? I think of the difference between now and just a few years ago when I was here in Chattanooga: what a falling away, what a difference. And my Spirit grieves. Lord, here it is even just two more nights of the meeting, and the little auditorium which was packed, and fifteen hundred turned away, and now, something's happened. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]

L-48 And the Spirit of God comes and reveals and shows His Presence, the people set just as quiet, and never seemed to be thrilled about Your Spirit just falls...?... Greedy, selfishness, ministers at each other throats, and... Oh, Lord, what a condition. Be merciful, God. What can we do, Lord? Men and women that won't speak to each other because of denominational differences... Be merciful, God.
We pray, Lord, that this call now, may their souls that can remember a former day, that can read the Bible and know that God's in His sanctuary; may their soul so thirst to be like that, Lord, and to see Your great power displayed again. Grant it, Lord.
Men and women here have become so cold and indifferent till they really seem to think that they're doing all right. Shake their souls tonight, Lord, and may they smell the breeze from a cooling stream of peace again, long and satisfy their thirsting, and surrender their lives to Thee again, Lord. Stir them up like the eagle does her nest. Make it so miserable for them that they'll be willing, no matter who's setting here, but they'll be willing to come, raise their hands to Thee, and say, "Wash me, O Lord, and try me. If there be any false in me, take it away and purge me, O God, while there is time for purging, while the Fountain is open." Grant it, Lord.


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