<TITLE>19. Par 63-66</TITLE>L-63 Look in the temple that day when she dedicated Him. Here He was coming and all the mothers coming around, and little, needle-worked clothes and things like that on the little babies, and--and there all of them said, "Oh-oh, looky there, there's that Mary. See, that baby was borned out of wedlock. Stay back from Him; stay away," and stayed way back from Him. He was wrapped in swaddling's cloth, not needlework, swaddling's cloth.
And when He was laying in there, if I'm told right, that's the yoke on the ox that they--they put in the stable in there, that they had stuff that kept it from rubbing his shoulder. They claim that's what Jesus was wrapped in, not even clothes to wear, no place to lay His head, come to the earth through a borrowed womb over a manure pile, went out and had to borrow a grave to be buried in. And then we think we're somebody. Oh my...
The God of heaven Who could create bread and fish, and make water into wine, Who made heavens and earth and took the place of a humble, poorest among all. Washed the feet of the disciples... The very dust that He created He washed. The very dust that He created He was made out of, put His tent down here, and lived among us in a body of flesh, crossed His cast, come down from God out of heaven and become man in order to strike the heart. That's a super sign.

L-64 It's a real sign. You talk about signs; when Jehovah was made flesh and dwelled among us, a sign that ought to strike the heart of every man to know that God's so humble. God's precious tender, laid aside His splendor, stooping to woo and win my soul. As Booth-Clibborn's wrote the famous song, "Down From His Glory." Oh, my, I'd like to hear that sing in glory. "The great Creator became my Saviour. And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him." How I love that.

L-65 In this day when they try to make Him a prophet, try to make Him just a man, He was more than that; He's Emmanuel.
And there He was. As she run out, and begin to tell everybody what had happened. Oh, how God had blessed her. And she happened to think, "Elisabeth, my cousin, I haven't seen her for years. So I'll think I'll slip up and see her."
So she run up to see her, as I said the other night. And when she got up there to see her, she'd hid herself several days, because she was a--a--a, didn't show herself then like women do now. And so, she run into a place and hid herself back.

L-66 See these ladies. Excuse me, sisters, please do, just a minute. Just lay your conscience aside a minute. You listen to your doctor. I ought to be as much; I'm your brother. But a woman out here to be mother, walking around with see them little, old shorts and things like that, it's a disgrace to the nation, to the flag, to human race, to anything else. A cigarette in her hand walking like that... Oh, my, my, my...
If--if this is the Holy Spirit I have, you'll have very little chance to ever make it even to the door. And that's right. God hates that. Yes, sir. That's the lowest thing a woman ever done when she started smoking cigarettes. And you husbands that will let her do it, well, I've got my opinion of you. That's exact... You're not the boss of your house, no indeed.


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