<TITLE>16. Par 65-69</TITLE>L-65 Listen, when that animal is grabbed, that little deer, and the wolf would shake it... Now, if the deer's real smart, if you've ever watched it, the deer could twist real quick and jump, way sideways, and if the wolf hasn't got too deep a hold, it'll jerk a big handful out, or big mouthful, rather, out of the little deer's flank.
Then what must the little deer do, while the wolf's a tumbling and rolling with this mouthful of flesh? The blood begins to spurt. And when it does, the deer's got to run for what's in it, everything.
And oh, God, if there ever was a time that women and men ought to run tonight, run for your life. Run for your life, dear friend. Run for your life.

L-66 And notice, here's where David got it. Now, my hunter brother in here, whoever you are, you know this; that little deer bleeding like that's got to get to water. I've wounded them myself, shot them, and shot them high or low, one, and watch them... If he ever gets to water, you'll never get him. He will just keep crossing back and forth. He will never leave that water. He will just keep going back and forth, and you couldn't get him if you had to, as long as he could stop and get a good drink, take off across the hill, and come right back and double itself back. You could track him all day long, as long as he can find water, he's--he will stay alive. But keep him away from water, he will die.

L-67 And oh, brother, David said, "As the hart thirsts for the waterbrook, my soul thirsts after Thee, oh, God." I must find Him or I'll perish. I've been wounded, and I must find the waters of Life or I'll perish. "God, I've joined churches. I've jerked from this and from that, from this snare to the other." But if you don't find the waters of Life, you'll perish. But once get into that water, He's there. He will stay, where there is a fountain of Life, flowing freely tonight in the house of David, in the city of God. Oh, people, rush, hunger, thirst. "Blessed are they that do hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled."
See, they got to. If you're wounded tonight, if the devil has took a chunk out of you, and you're thirsting, "What can I do, Brother Branham?" If Jesus would come tonight...

L-68 Listen, there's not a thing to keep us from being ashes in the morning. That's right. Just a extra drink of Vodka, everything's trained. And one of those bombs, where will it blow? A hundred and seventy-five feet deep, hundred and fifty miles square. What kind of a shelter you going to get into? "There's none." I beg your pardon. There's one. It's made out of feathers, under His wings we will abide. Before that happens, the church will be going home.

L-69 If you've been wounded tonight, sis or brother, let's come to the fountain now, while we bow our heads just a moment. Don't try to substitute something for that thirst. Listen, child of mine, brother and sister of mine. I appreciate you being a Baptist, Methodist, or Pentecostal or a Nazarene. That's fine. I appreciate that. But oh, child, listen to an old fashion preacher that believes God lives and reigns. You'll never be satisfied till you once drink the water of Life. Then you'll never leave that fountain again. Come, taste.
While we're waiting, just a moment. "There is a fountain, filled with blood." Won't you just come to it, right where you're at, in your seat, now. I want you to be honest. I got to talk to you just in a minute about something, I feel on my heart. Just now, I'm going to ask you something. Do you really feeled your need? Is your love still for the world, you--you really enjoy hearing the things of the world or doing the things of the world? If you do, will you just raise up your hand? Now, every eye be closed, please.


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