<TITLE>35. Par 312-318</TITLE>L-312 The little slipping and sliding in the snow, the little heat and toils of the day... I wish my wife and Mabel would come forth and sing that song for me, if I--I could, "The toils of the road will seem nothing, when I come to the end of the way." That's right.
I remember the night when I left the church to start in the evangelistic work, when you all crying; none of them's left, hardly, probably a few of you here. Sister and Brother Spencer, and maybe a--a few of the old-timers left, when they cried here. But when the Holy Spirit said, "You must go."...

L-314 And I remember my first meeting after being gone for months, Meda come down to Jonesboro, Becky was a little bitty baby, come down on the old Cottonbelt train, take them days to get there. I was standing out there when she come in that night. We tried to get to the auditorium, three blocks away, the policemen was holding the streets like that. The streets was even packed. Had to take me through the streets and wind around to get into the place. Meda said, "Did they come to hear you preach, Bill."
I said, "No." Then we sang:
They come from the east and west,
They come from the land afar,
To feast with our King, to dine as His guest;
How blessed these pilgrims are!
Beholding His hallowed face
Aglow with love Divine;
Blest partakers of His grace,
As gems in His crown to shine.
Oh, Jesus is coming soon,
Our trials will then be o'er,
Oh, what if our Lord this moment should come
For those who are free from sin?
Oh, then would it bring you joy,
Or sorrow and deep despair?
When our Lord in glory comes,
We'll meet Him up in the air.
Amen. Oh, I love Him. Would it bring you sorrow and deep distress, or would it bring you joy? When our Lord in glory comes, we'll meet Him up in the air. With those thoughts on our mind, let's bow our heads. Lord willing, I'll finish this service some other time.

L-317 Our heavenly Father, oh, they'll come from the east and west; they'll come from the lands afar. I'm thinking of that great rapture. The people I've preached to in Africa, India, and around the world, how I'll see their face again. Many of them crying, going out to the airplane, and leaning across the fences and screaming and crying. I'm thinking of when they went out with Paul one time, and knelt down and they prayed. He said, "I'm sure none of you... Many of you here will see my face no more."
But they'll come from the east and west,
They'll come from the lands afar,
To feast with our King, to dine as His guest;
How blessed these pilgrims are!
Beholding His hallowed face (in the emerald glory)
Aglow with Light Divine; (Not just a lamplight or a candlelight, but--but Divine Light, aglow with Light Divine)
Blest partakers of His grace,
As gems in His crown to shine.
O God, when the coal of fire had touched the prophet,
Making him as pure as pure could be,
When the voice of God said, "Who will go for us?"
Then he answered, "Here am I, send me."

L-318 Oh, send the Angel this morning, the Cherubims with six wings, as Isaiah saw them, flying through the building, crying, "Holy, holy, holy, unto the Lord." And Isaiah the young prophet said, "I'm unclean lips, and amongst unclean people, and my eyes have seen the glory of the Lord." The pillars moved from the temple. And a Angel took the tongs off the altar, and got a coal of fire, and laid it on his lips, said, "I clean your lips. Now, prophesy, son of man." Send the Angel this morning, Lord, clean our lips from any vileness. Clean our hearts and come in, Lord. Break down the self-will. Let--let my will in Thee be Thy will, Lord. Oh, will Thy will in me, O God. And let me and my church and my people be thine, O Lord. We commit ourselves to Thee.


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