<TITLE>11. Par 33-35</TITLE>L-33  Sometime ago, I was speaking to a girl. I felt led just to say something to her. And I said, "Sister," after the service was over, I said, "Would you come to Christ?"
She said, "I belong to church, and if I wanted somebody to speak to me I'd get a pastor that had some sense." Said, "Don't you try to ever embarrass me."
Said, "Very well, I'm sorry. No one knows this but you and I. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I only asked you because I said I felt led," standing by side of a little old rose bush by a Baptist church down Nashville, Tennessee. Never forget the night: the wind blowing, moon shining. And she turned her little painted lips up and her little nose and snickled away, met up with a bunch of boys.
About a year later, I passed through the same city, was down there having a campaign. And as I was walking down the street, I seen a young lady walking down the street with her skirts terrible. I looked at her and I thought, "Surely that's not her." And I turned and started following her. She looked at me as they passed. I caught up with her. She said, "Hello, preacher."
I said, "How do you do. Aren't you the..."
And she said, "I am." She stopped and reached in her pocketbook, pulled out a cigarette, said, "Have one."
I said, "Shame on you."
She said, "Well maybe you'd take a little drink out of my bottle."
I said, "Does your father know this?" a deacon at the church.
And she said, "I want to tell you something, preacher. You remember that night you spoke to me by that bush?"
I said, "I'll never forget it."
She said, "That was my last call." And here's the remark that that beautiful young woman made. She'd got in this modern teenage rock and roll stuff. And she said, "Preacher, my heart is so hard till I could see my mother's soul fry in hell like a pancake and laugh at it." Done crossed the line between mercy and judgment.

L-34  Oh, don't do it, friend. Young people, won't you accept Christ tonight while we wait just a moment longer. Raise your hands, will you, say, "Be my..." God bless you. That's good; that's fine. Many more raised their hands. Good. Let us pray then.
Eternal and blessed God, knowing that this is just not to be standing in this meeting tonight, the Word of God has been preached and the Holy Spirit is present. And it's written, "No man can come to Me except My Father draws him first." Many hands has went up. That shows they've made a decision. Science says their hands has to hang down, but there's a spirit in them that defies the law--laws of science and raised their hands to a decision to their Maker. They are the love gifts of God, and they are love gifts to Christ that God gives them to Christ. No man can pluck them from His hand. Thou givest them Eternal Life and shall raise them up at the last day. Grant , Lord, that their souls may be sweet and honeyed by the Presence of the Holy Ghost until death shall set them free and come into the Presence of God, covered by His Blood, washed and made new again. Lord God, let the Holy Spirit do that just now and present them to the Lord Jesus as sainted, baptized people into the body of Christ. We ask it in His Name and for His glory. Amen.

L-35  Let's just sing one verse of that, "Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry." How many feels real good, just raise your hands, feel that God is here? Don't you just love the Presence of the Holy Ghost. Now, real saintly, reverently, and spiritually, let's just raise our hands and sing Fanny Crosby's precious old song,
Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry. 
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by. 
Thou the stream of all my comfort, More than life to me, 
Whom have I on earth beside Thee, Or Whom in heaven but Thee.
Let's sing it now. 
Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cry. 
While on (To come forth.)
Do not pass me by.


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