<TITLE>12. Par 48-51</TITLE>L-48 God bless you, sister, with your hands up there. God bless you, young man. That's fine. I pray that God will make a little preacher out of you, honey, another little boy. Real quietly, now. Think of it. What if this is your last night? You won't have any chance after this. When you leave this life, it's all over. You might have wasted many years along, but what about it now? Let's start tonight. God bless you, lady. Just waiting a little bit might meant so much to you. You've past from death till Life. You raise your hand to God, and mean it, and see if God doesn't create something in here, in you. Certainly, He will. God bless you, sister, young lady there, just a teen-ager. Right in this ridiculous rock-and-roll, boogey-woogey age, see a young girl raise her hands to serve Christ, God bless you, young lady. You couldn't do that by yourself. Christ is here. "No man can come to Me, except My Father draws Him first. And all that comes to Me, I'll give them Eternal Life, raise them up at the last day."
Another hand? God bless that young woman, her little friend setting there by her.

L-49 You say, "Does that mean anything?" It depends on what you meant, when you raised your hand. I know we have little creeds, and little things that we do this, that, or the other, but Jesus said this: "He (personal pronoun)--He that heareth My Word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath (present tense) Eternal Life (That's Zoe, God's own Life.), and shall never come to the judgment, but hath (past tense) passed from death unto Life." That's what He said.
Whether you want to run to the altar, whether you want to kneel at your seat, whether you want to raise your hand, where you want to make your surrender, it matters not. It's the condition you meant when you went to the altar, knelt at your seat, or raised your hand. It's all what you meant, what you thought about God.

L-50 Would there be just a few more, before we pray? All that's in need for God, for anything, raise your hand, just now. "God, be merciful to me; I have a need of You." God bless you. God be merciful. Think of it now; this may be your last hour.
God willing, tomorrow night, or next night, I want to preach on the handwriting on the wall, the sputnik in the sky, drawing God close to the end of the age.
 Was shed for me,
 And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
What if this is the last hour to separate you between mercy and judgment?
 I come...
Would you just raise up your hand? "God, be merciful to me." God bless you, back there, young fellow, weeping with your hand down. No doubt a many an old mother's prayers went up for you, son. God heard you. He saw you. He's standing there by you. He's the One told you to raise your hand.

L-51 Someone else, just before we offer prayer? Sincere... God bless you, young man. I've notice, right along a row, a young lady raised her hand. Now, three young people, setting in a row, there's one more left in that row, that hasn't raised their hand to accept Christ, just now. "Make in me, oh, God, something real."
Maybe you do belong to church, oh friend, that--that just--it's nice to belong to church, but oh, my, if you're not borned again, you're lost. See? Think of it. Jesus conquered; He will give you something in your hand to fight the battle with. Once more now, before we pray. Be sure you've made the right decision. If you've raised your hand, you know you have. If you haven't... God bless the little lady here. Bless you, honey. All right.
Way back in the back, yes, a little teen-age girl. God be wonderful to you, sister dear. Let's bow our heads real reverently now. Every one in prayer.
I'm going to ask Brother Cerullo, if he will come here and lead this prayer for me. I'm getting hoarse. With your heads bowed, every one. Pray now, and God be with you.

