<TITLE>16. Par 136-142</TITLE>L-136 And then He is in me, and I am in Him, and in you, "In that day, you'll know that I am in the Father, the Father in Me, and I in you, and you in Me," God, Immanuel, with us.
It was that Immanuel that seen George Wright setting down there just now, laying there dying, when four doctors passed him. It was that Immanuel, when He had to borrow a womb, when He had to borrow a--a grave; He borrowed my eyes, said, "Go, tell Brother George, 'THUS SAITH THE LORD. He'll dig the grave of those preachers and things that's laughing at him.'"
It was that Immanuel; it was that same One that--about the little animals the other day in the woods. It was the same One, about Margie Morgan setting there, all the rest. It was the same One Who borrowed the mental faculties, the senses of the body to present Himself to the world today through you while the evening Lights are shining. God be merciful, friends.

L-139 I'm taking so much of your time. Let's try it. Give us a chord, "O how I love Him!" How many know it?
O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My life, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.
[Brother Branham begins humming "Down From His Glory!"--Ed.]
... How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.

L-140 [Brother Branham begins humming, "Down From His Glory"--Ed.] Now's the time for Him to show His grace. A mother brings a little baby here with leukemia, cancer in his blood stream. That evil to a baby? God hears my voice. "Speak the word, and it shall be so." For, Lord, You've said, "Say to this mountain, 'Be moved,' don't doubt; it shall be." In the Name of Jesus Christ, the Son of God, I condemn this devil called leukemia. The disease of this child's body, it shall leave it...?... in the Name of Jesus Christ, may it be so.
... My sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.
How I love Him. I just can't let it go. I want to, just like Jacob, hold onto it.
... adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all! ("This shall be a sign.")
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.

L-142 Isn't He wonderful? Don't you just feel like worshipping Him, just in the Spirit, just worship Him? [Brother Branham begins humming, "Down From His Glory"--Ed.] Just forget yourself now. Don't be ashamed. The Holy Spirit is here. That's the Holy Spirit. Just meekly in your own way...
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him. (There...)
What condescension, bringing us redemption; ("This shall be a sign.")
When in the dead of night, not one faint hope in sight;
God, precious, tender, laid aside His splendor, (Think of what He did.)
Stooping to woo, to win and save my soul.
Let's raise our hands when we sing it.
O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.


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