<TITLE>15. Par 43-44</TITLE>L-43 And from there unto the great home of the living God where the soul never dies, where there's no sickness, sorrow, or old age... No death there cannot enter that blessful, holy place. Lord, let their soul take it's eternal rest from this hour on upon that great promise. "All that the Father has given Me will come to Me. And he that comes to Me, I will in no wise cast out. I'll raise Him up at the last day, give Him Eternal Life." And again, it is written, "He that heareth My Words and believeth on Him that sent Me hath (present tense) Eternal Life, shall not come to the judgment, but is passed from death unto Life." Grant it, Lord. I commit them into Thy hands now.
Bless those who are sick and afflicted. May these who raised their hands tomorrow morning, like old Gabe down in Louisiana, found his way to the church, there baptized into Christian faith, confessed Jesus as his Saviour, took his place at the front, and there remained. May they do likewise, Lord. If I not get to shake their hands in this life, may in that life that is to come, may I fellowship with them through all ages, throughout eternity.
Bless those who are needy here tonight, Father. If there be some left from last evening that didn't get healed, we pray that You'll heal them tonight. Speak mercy, for--merciful to them that they might know that it's Your Spirit knocking at their door. May they invite You in tonight, Lord. For we ask it in Jesus' Name, Thy Son. Amen.
 There is a fountain filled with blood,
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins,
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
 Lose all their guilty stains.
 Lose all their guilty stains,
 Lose all their guilty stains;
 And sinners plunged beneath the flood,
 Lose all their guilty stains.
Oh, don't you love Him? Isn't He wonderful, so good, so full of mercy and goodness? How great Thou art. How good He is. Let us all just in the spirit of worship now, sing this--this verse,
 The dying thief rejoiced to see
 That fountain in his day.
 There may I, though vile as he,
 Wash all my sins away.
 Let us sing it now. All right, Brother Creechy, all right.
 The dying thief rejoiced to see
 That fountain in his day.
 And there may I, though vile as he,
 Wash all my sin away.
 Wash all my sin away,
 Wash all my sins away;
 And there may I, though vile as he,
 Wash all my sin away.

L-44 Oh, don't you love that good, old fashion sweetness of the Holy... Oh, my. Oh, I just love that. Let's sing, "Peace, peace, wonderful peace, coming down from the Father above." Do you know it?
 Peace! peace! wonderful peace,
 Coming down from the Father above;
 Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
 In fathomless billows of love.
 [Brother Branham begins to hum--Ed.]
 Wonderful peace,
 Coming down from the Father above;
 Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
 In fathomless billows of love.
 Oh, how I love Jesus,
 Oh, how I love Jesus,
 Oh, how I love Jesus,
 Because He first loved me.
Let's pledge our loyalty with our hands up.
 I'll never forsake Him,
 I'll never forsake Him,
 I'll never forsake Him,
 Because He first loved me.
Oh, Lord, great Jehovah, how we love You tonight, because You first loved us. And so loved us when we were sinners that You gave Your only begotten Son, that whosoever shall believe on Him would have Eternal Life. This that we know, we passed through death unto Life, when we have fellowship one with another and love one another and the Blood of Jesus, Thy Son, cleanses us from all unrighteousness.
Father, let the Holy Spirit, wave after wave, sweep over our souls and cleanse us from the things of the world. Come into our hearts tonight, Lord, and not only to be Saviour, but be Lord. Take our intellectuals and cast them from us, Lord, if they're contrary to Your Word. Let us see only Jesus and Him crucified. Let us walk not according to our guidance of our minds, but by the guidance of the Holy Spirit. Grant it, Father.


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