<TITLE>11. Par 38-41</TITLE>L-38 Wouldn't you rather glory in the cross than in any fashion of the world? Wouldn't you rather glory in the cross than any worldly pleasure?
 In the cross, in the cross,
 Be my glory ever; (Let's sing it again.)
 In the cross, in the cross,
 Be my glory ever;
 Till my raptured soul shall find
 Rest beyond the river.
Don't you just love that, that sweet mellow Holy Spirit just breathing upon us like? See, it's so simple, that all the starch and intellectuals of the world has been taken away, the Spirit's just worshipping, worshipping God through us, the Holy Spirit making intercessions, breathing out worship. Oh, my. I--I'd take that before any creed there is. We don't have no love but love, no creed but Christ, no Book but the Bible. That's it. That's it. Just give me that forever. That's good enough for me.
Oh, how we love Him. All that feel real good now, just real cleaned out, raise up your hand? Oh, isn't that fine. Just look. Oh, my. So sweet...

L-39 "'Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus." You all that know this song, help me sing it: "'Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus." Now, we're not singing so somebody hears you here, we're singing it so He hears us in the Spirit. We're trying to find favor with Him now and worship Him, and Him come to us. All right, let's sing.
 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
 Just to take Him at His Word;
 Just to rest upon His promise,
 Just to know "thus saith the Lord."
 Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him,
 How I proved Him o'er and o'er!
 Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
 O for grace to trust Him more!

L-40 Isn't that your desire? How I'm so glad I learned to trust Him. How I proved Him o'er and o'er. I seen men dying in the shadow of cancer, see Him raise him up to life again. I seen little children lay on the road, a little child that was completely dead. And I seen every bone in him broke, laying on the side of the road in a vision two years before it happened. Laying his little hands across, walked away, and all of us standing around... Walk up there, and how His Word told me that child would rise again. Oh, my. How I proved Him over and over. Just speak and say, "Lord Jesus, You was the One said that he would rise again, so death, you can't hold him no longer. Come to him, life." The little fellow jumped on his feet, and started running, jumping all around. How I proved Him o'er and o'er.
I seen those staggering in blindness and darkness receive their sight and walk away. Oh, how I proved Him over and over. I've seen the prostitute on the street come to me and say, "Brother Branham, I'm not worthy to stand in a minister's presence. But I don't want to die like this," and see them be made ladies, ladies. Just as renown, every sin forgiven. I've seen drunkards stagger in so whiskey soaked, and tobacco all over them, and saying, "I took the cure; I done everything, and I just... There's no hope for me." And see the Blood of Jesus Christ cleanse them from all unrighteousness. And a year later, see them stand in the pulpit preaching the Gospel.
 How I proved Him o'er and o'er.
 Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus.
 O for grace to trust Him more.

L-41 I'm going to trust Him for your healing now. I want you to trust Him too. I'm going to trust Him that after our sins are under the Blood, and our hearts condemn us not, then when we lay hands on the sick they'll get well. [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]


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