<TITLE>12. Par 50-54</TITLE>L-50 Men trying to write songs. They go insane. No one... One wrote one time:
If we with ink the oceans fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
With every stalk on earth a quill,
And every sc--man a scribe by trade.
To write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry,
Or could the scroll contain the whole though stretch from sky to sky.
When the--when the earth is staggering like a man coming home drunk by atomic power shaking her, when the oceans has wept theirself into deserts, and seeing that it reached the ears of God, and the stars refuse to shine, the love of God will still be the same. It can never fail.

L-51 God so loved you that He gave His Son, that you might be saved and filled with the Spirit, and have His love projected in your heart by the Holy Ghost. Make you love everybody. That's the reason Christians have their ups-and-downs the way they do. Why you could be a housetop no matter what condition you're in. If you love God, you know where you stand. Is there another now before prayer.
God bless you, lady up in the balcony. God bless you, sir. God bless you, friend. That's right. All right. With our heads bowed. God bless you down here, lady. I just thought, "Maybe a minute longer." You say, "Brother Branham, what does that mean when you raise your hand?" It means this: you defy every law of science.

L-52 Science says your hands must hang down. Gravitation holds your hands down. But you raised your hand up. How did you do it? You broke the scientific rule, because there's a spirit in you. There's a spirit in you, and that spirit made a decision that you were wrong, and you raised your hand to your Creator. Don't you think He don't know it.
"No man can come except My Father draws him, and all that comes, I'll give him Everlasting Life and raise him up at the last day." It's death and life when you raise your hand to Him. If you really mean it.
"He that heareth My Word and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath Eternal Life and shall never come to the judgment, but is passed from death unto Life."
Raise your hand and say, "Lord, I now believe that Jesus Christ, God's Son, gives me the kind of love, the Agapao love, that I really need; and I accept it in Christ's Name."

L-53 Heavenly Father, Thou did see the great host of hands that's been spread up towards the skies. And I'm sure that the recording Angels are standing near. For I know that You're near. And You said, "The Angels of God are encamped about those (They don't leave; they just stay there. They make camp there.) about those who fear Him, and love Him."
And now, Lord, I pray that You'll receive each one of them, as the fruits of the message tonight, and may they be peacefully and faithfully take it--Your Life.
And in that day when death strikes, whenever it may be, may the Angels of God bear their soul across Jordan to the other side into the bosoms of God, where they'll be kept forever. Grant it, Lord.

L-54 Take care of them. They're Yours. They are the fruits of the message, and You are giving them to Your Son, the Lord Jesus, as love gifts. Your love was sent forth to the meeting tonight. It projected weeping sinners, backsliders, that raised their hands.
Now, You present them to Christ, for they are love gifts, and He promised He'd give them Everlasting Life and raise them up at the last day.
May they have a display of love from this night on, the real love of God, like the old mother deer did, that we just talked about. Grant it, Lord. For I commit them unto Thee in the Name of Jesus Thy Son. Amen.


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