<TITLE>18. Par 153-163</TITLE>L-153 You see, that church, what will it be when that dark age church rises to stand in judgment against that pagan bunch of--back there? Will they be rode down. Them brass feet will tramp right through there; I tell you. "He'll break them into shivers," the Bible said.
And I will give unto him the morning star... (You know what that is, don't you? Christ is the Morning Star. All right.)
He that has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches,

L-154 Oh, my. Aren't you glad. It's just a little bit late. I have some more, I'll pick it up maybe tomorrow night, on this of the two thousand years there.
But He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see,
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole.
In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay,
He tells me every care on Him to roll. Hallelujah.
He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star,
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul.
You love Him? Oh, I just...
I love Him, I... (Now, let's worship Him now, all them cutting Words and message...)
Because He first loved me
And purchased my salvation
On Calvary's tree.

L-156 Isn't He wonderful. I love Him. Now, the things that I missed getting to, will be in the books, of course, 'cause we can't bring the whole church age in one night. I kind of quieten it down a little tonight, on account of being a teeny bit hoarse. But oh, isn't He wonderful. Hmm.
There are people almost everywhere,
Whose hearts are all on flame,
With the fire that fell on Pentecost,
That cleansed and made them clean;
Oh, it's burning now within my heart,
Oh, glory to His Name.
I'm so glad that I can say I'm one of them.
Oh, one of them, I'm one of them,
I'm so glad that I can say I'm one of them, (Hallelujah.)
One of them, one of them,
I'm so glad that I can say I'm one of them. (Are you glad?)

L-157 I remember coming from Chattanooga one night; and the plane was down at--at--at Tennessee, down there at Memphis. They put me up in that big, fine hotel there, and called me, said, "The plane will go out at seven o'clock next morning."
And I was taking some mail down to put in the mail box, coming home, writing back to some of my friends. And going down, the Holy Spirit said, "Keep walking." I just kept on, got on down in the colored district.
I was standing down there, I thought, "My. Look here; it's time for that plane to go."
And the Holy Spirit kept saying, "Keep walking." Just like He did in the woods the other day down there, you know. "Just keep walking." So I kept on walking.
I happened to look way down there, in one of those little colored shacks where the colored people was living, poor, down there. An old Aunt Jemima, typically, with a boy's shirt tied around her head, leaning over the... like that...
And I was going along there singing:
One of them, I'm one of them,
I'm so glad that I can say I'm one of them, (O Hallelujah.) (And what do You want, Lord?)
One of them, I'm one of them, (You believe in being led by the Spirit? Yes.)
I'm so glad that I can say I'm one of them.

L-163 It's been about fourteen years ago now. She looked over the fence. I was about, oh, a half a city block from her, and I seen this old, colored lady eyeing me right down, you know. I just kept on, quit singing, started walking on down. I got up close to her, great big tears on that big fat cheeks; she looked at me, said, "Good morning, parson."
Turned, I said, "How do you do, auntie?" And she said... I turned around; she was laughing, that big smile across her face. I said, "How'd you know I was a parson?" Down south, you know, a preacher's a parson. Said, I said, "How'd you know I was a parson?"
She said, "I knowed you was coming."
And I said, "How do you know that? Do you know me?"
She said, "No, sir." And she said, "I know you was coming." Said, "You ever hear the story about the Shunammite woman?"
I said, "Yes, sir."


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