<TITLE>18. Par 57-60</TITLE>L-57 Sinner friend, with your hand up, asking for mercy, there is room at the fountain for you.
 For there is a fountain filled with blood
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
 When sinners plunge beneath the flood,
 Lose all their guilty stains:
 That dying thief rejoiced to see
 That fountain in his day;
 There may I, though vile as he,
 Wash all my sins away:
 Ever since, by faith, I saw that stream
 Thy flowing wounds supplying,
 Redeeming love has been my theme,
 And shall be till I die:
 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
 I'll sing Thy power to save,
 When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
 Lies silent in the grave:

L-58 God bless you little heart there, honey, a...?... girl no more than two years old, waving her little hands, her little black eyes looking up. Oh, my, if God can speak to a little baby like that, how about cruel, cold hearted, sinners? You know what's the matter? You've pulled your heart through so many of those "True Story" magazines, and so much old Arthur Godfrey stuff on the radio and television, till it's become so black and calloused, till the Holy Spirit can't even speak any more. What a disgrace. That little baby... You say, "She don't know what's she's doing."
She might not know, but the Holy Spirit knows. Did not He say, "Suffer little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not, for such is the Kingdom."

L-59 Before we offer prayer, would there be some hands who have never put their hands up, would now say, "I believe Brother Branham, the whole Gospel; I surrender my all and my all to Him. Here's my hand, Lord. I'm not holding it to Your servant, Brother Branham, I'm holding it to You, Lord. You put my name on Your book, this afternoon, and let me live for You, from this day on." Some that hasn't put their hand up. Raise your hand, will you?
God bless you. God bless you, lady. God bless you, young girl. God bless you, back there, sir, you, you, and you, over there, lady. Up in the balcony there in the rear, God bless you. All around.
All right now, that's good. God be with you. I don't be rude; I don't scold you--don't mean to, I'm just waiting for Him to say something. There may be one person in here that deserves a scolding, and that's the one the Holy Spirit was speaking to...?... You know whether your heart condemns you.

L-60 Now, let us pray for these hands, some twenty or thirty, maybe more went up.
Dear God, they are Yours. If they really meant that from their heart, then they're borned of the Spirit, right now, waiting to receive the Holy Ghost. They are Your subjects at this minute, "For no man can come to Me, except My Father draws him first. All that comes, I'll give him Eternal Life, and raise him up at the last day."
Lord God, they're Yours. They're--they're trophies of the message. They're love gifts of the Father to the Son. How can they perish? You said, "I give unto them Eternal Life, and they shall never perish." They're Yours. Let them live for You, Lord. Let them, if they are... I know they will find a good church, there be baptized, put their membership, and there work for the body of Christ until death shall set them free.
And someday, Lord, when we come down to the river, and how do I know that there's not men and women setting right here now, will never return to their home in this earth. A heart attack, or wreck on the road, some drunken driver smash into them, we don't know what the future holds, but we know Who holds the future.


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