<TITLE>17. Par 132-137</TITLE>L-132 All this here society, and someone has to come out with a big robe on them, you know, to sing in the choir, you know, and the manicured all over their hair and everything, and a lot of makeup around their face, and they sing like I don't know what...
Here not long ago, if it hadn't been in Oral Roberts' meeting, I sure would've called a bunch out. I was--I was at the...?... Business Men's convention, and it was held... We didn't have... That night I was going to speak. They couldn't hold it over there in the hotel, and they took me to--to Oral Roberts' building. And when I was setting in Oral's study, there was a bunch of Pentecostal children (Oh, young men and women, sixteen, seventeen years old, eighteen) all standing out there; about thirty or forty of them going to sing some kind of a--a little, sounded to me like some kind of an overture by someone like Becky talks about, Tchaikovsky, or some of them kind of things like that; I don't know, some of them kind of a songs, classical songs. And here they was, the brethren was going to take up an offering out in the meeting, and each one of these went along and had them a little cup, act like they were blind, and all the jokes and carrying on you ever heard, between them boys and girls, and talking like everything. And them girls with enough paint on, could've painted Oral's building, almost. And there they was like that, and calling themselves Pentecostal. See? They lost their first love.

L-134 I sure go with David duPlessis, "God has no grandchildren." No, sir. We got Methodist grandchildren. We got Baptist grandchildren. We got Pentecostal grandchildren. But God don't have any. They're sons and daughters. You can't come in on your mammy or your daddy because they were good men and women; you've got to pay the same price they did. You got to be born just like they was. God don't have no grandchildren at all. You're a son or a daughter, or, you're not a grandson; that's one thing sure.

L-135 Went to a meeting there, and they there--to a fine Pentecostal Assembly church. Boy, you ought to see them women scatter when they seen me coming in: with that short, bobbed hair, and those little old half-dressed, like a wiener almost, you know, skinned down in those dresses like that, Pentecostal women, dressed so sexy...
You're going to have to answer for it at the day of judgment. You're going to be guilty of committing adultery. Jesus said, "Whosoever looked upon a woman to lust after her, has committed adultery with her already in his heart." And if you present yourself to a man like that, who's guilty, you or the man? Be right. Shun the very appearance of evil. See? So there you are.

L-137 What's do? Lost their first love. Oh, you couldn't get them on a corner with a tambourine to clap their hands and praise God. Oh, no. They'd sing some kind of a classical something with a bunch of robes around them. See, they lost their first love. That's what's the matter with the first church. See?
They just have to act like the world. They have to dress like the world, look like the world, act like the world, and have their favorite television star, you know; they just can't keep from seeing it. "We Love Susie" or something another, you know, they just have to see it. They'll stay home from prayer meeting and everything else to see it. And if they don't, they give their pastor a good bawling out, to let them out in time till that program comes on so they can get home to see it. The love of the world more than the love of God...
Oh, too formal, they can't say, "Amen," no more. My, goodness, it'd break some of the makeup. See? They don't have it. No, that's Pentecost. That ain't Baptists. They ain't never had it to begin with, the--the Presbyterian. I'm talking about Pentecost. That's right. I know it's awful sickening, brother, but we want a birth out of this thing now: got to bring death before you can have birth. See? It's the truth. But there you are, left your first love. I...


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