<TITLE>16. Par 134-138</TITLE>L-134 Is there another, say, "I now come; nothing in my arms. I stand, thirsting, my throat is dry. I'm wondering where I can go and find real Life. I'm wondering. I've joined churches..." God bless you, sister. "I've joined churches, I've done everything I know to do, Brother Branham, but I've never yet touched that real Life-giving resource. I now come, Lord, to receive It." He's here for you. Would you just raise your hand, say, "It's me, Lord. I'm the one that's standing and needy"? The Lord bless you, while we pray.

L-135 O Lord God, this little broken-up message brought from the Scriptures, though in all of its symbols, that You put it there; maybe it's hid from the eyes of the wise and prudent, and be revealed to babes such as will learn. How that little Bethlehem, the least of all of them... How did the prophet say that? "Art thou not least among all the princes?" But it so pleased God to bring from that little insignificant place the Ruler of Israel. Lord God, out of a little group of people that's washed by the scarlet line of Blood of the Lord Jesus, You shall bring forth, to that group, somewhere, Lord, across this world, Christ again, that'll rule all nations with a rod of iron.
I pray Thee, Father God, that You'll be merciful to each of us who are present now, and may we come to Your Bethlehem. "O come, all ye faithful," we've been singing, "come to Bethlehem." Lord, let them see that it's not go to a little city yonder that was once in a symbol, but go to the reality, Jesus Christ, God's Bread and Water of Life.
And these who raised their hands, receive them into Thy Kingdom just now, Lord, for it's by their faith they--they receive Him; it's by faith that they raised their hands; and it's by faith that I believe that You receive them. Keep them, Lord, at Bethlehem, where they'll never stray or go away like Naomi; but may, if the times gets hard, may they stay right at Bethlehem. It will be better by and by. Grant it, Lord.

L-138 Now, I pray that You'll be merciful to those who are sick and afflicted. There are those here, Lord, who need Thy healing touch. O Lord, You did restore Bethlehem to all of her former glory. You restored her in the time of a depression, when she was sick. You brought her right back and brought Naomi at barley season. And now, Father, we pray that You'll bring every Naomi, and everyone that's in here that is in need. I pray, God. O Lord, it's just barley season, the great barley loaf that was seen come rolling down the hill into the camp of the enemy. I pray, God, that You will bring that great barley loaf into this building now, and that it may be the atonement for the--the sickness of the people, as well as the sin, and heal every person that's in Divine Presence.
I just feel, Lord, maybe it's just my own personal feeling, but I feel that You're near, the nearness of You now in here. I believe that You're here. And I say not this because of the people; Thou Who knows the heart of man, I pray, Lord, that somehow they'll catch the vision this morning, like those warriors, that Your great omnipotence, Your great power, Your great Presence, You--what You are, the Son of God, the King, the anointed One, that You're in the midst of us; they'll catch the glimpse of It in their souls and be healed of their afflictions. I pray this prayer, as I place it to them, in the Name of Jesus Christ Thy Son. Amen.


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