<TITLE>14. Par 44-46</TITLE>L-44 "Could that be God. Could that be God's Son, going there? Jehovah made manifest in flesh? Going up there with handfuls of beard pulled out of His face? Why, no one could stand that. Mockery, spit in His face. My agents smote Him on the head and said, 'Now, if You be a prophet. You've got some kind of a make-up work, You--You've got some way--a hoax You put on the people. Now, if You be a real prophet, tell us who hit You, and we'll believe You.' Naw, He couldn't be God."
Here He goes on up, and when He gets up there on the cross, they nail Him to the cross. And the devil said, "I got Him now."
After while weakness begin to set in from loss of Blood. What was it? The bee of death was buzzing around Him, fixing to sting Him. That bee of death coming around Him, and saying, "Oh, I doubt that. How could He be virgin born? How could God dwell like that? Great Jehovah God, Who has all powers in heavens and earth, let somebody spit in His face, and take Him on like that? He couldn't be. I'll sock the stinger into Him."
Brother, he didn't know what he done. When he put his stinger into that flesh, it took his stinger out.

L-45 When a bee once stings deeply, it looses it's stinger. A honeybee, insect, that's got a stinger, when it stings, the flesh anchors, and pulls the stinger out.
And when death met God, death lost it's stinger. And now, death has no stinger. It can buzz and make a noise, and say, "I'll take you. I'll kill you. I'll do this, that, or the other." But it has no stinger. It lost it yonder in Calvary.
No wonder, Paul could say, when he was coming down to the end of the road, "Oh, death where is your stinger? Oh, grave, where is your victory. But thanks be to God, Who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."
How that from that time, death has no stinger for the believer. Christ took the sting of death out for the believer. There's where "He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities, the chastisement of our peace upon Him. With His stripes we were healed."
From that time, Satan was stripped of everything that he had. He's nothing but a bluff. Death is just a bluff, it has no stinger.

L-46 I've held the hands of saints, when them looking up towards heaven, and say, "Oh, Brother Branham, can't you see Him standing there?"
Sure. It has no stinger. I held my own wife's hand when she looked into the glory, and she said, "Billy, don't you never fail to preach this wonderful Gospel. Oh, it's the most glorious thing," she said, "I never desire to stay here any longer." Twenty-two years old, leaving two children.
I said, "I'll meet you in the morning by the side of the gate, honey." I said, "As long as I live, and God's grace helps me, I'll stay on the field preaching this Gospel." See? From that time, I was a changed man. From that time...


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