<TITLE>01. Par 1-4</TITLE>61-0119E, Queen Of Sheba, American Legion Hall, Beaumont, TX, 123 min
L-1 I was just a little late tonight. We got tangled up in the cars and couldn't get in. I'm usually late though. Not long ago I was speaking at a United Brethren church, and the minister got up and said, "I want to introduce you to the late Mr. Branham." Well, I was born a little late. I was late for my wedding, about two hours. If I can just be late for my funeral now, it'll be all right. It's one I really want to be late at.
We are happy to be here in this lovely city. As we was driving around tonight, coming down here, I was thinking of back several years ago, when we had the meeting here. And I was thinking what a wonderful time the people here showed us, how they were so nice. And the Lord blessed us.

L-2 And Brother Bosworth was with us. He's gone across the sea now on the other side. I went to see him just before leaving. He was, oh, way up...?... a hundred years old. He'd just come back from Africa, where we'd been missionaring together. I said to him, when he was... Rushed into his home, and there laid the little patriarch, laying there dying, "...?... horsemen thereof." I think if there ever was anyone that had the dignity...?... it was F. F. Bosworth.
He was a great man of God, one of the early ones. He come here in Texas, and stayed in one city for ten years, establishing seven churches; and with one revival, never stopped, night... all days for ten, straight years, every night somewhere, holding a meeting for... here in Texas.
Did you hear how he went? About a hour before he left to cross--to cross the way... He'd been asleep for a while, and he raised up, looked in the room, and said, "Mother." And for one solid hour, or maybe two hours, he shook hands with friends that he had led to Christ, and been gone for fifty years, crossed over the bar on the other side. Went back and laid down his hands; crossed them like that, went to meet God.

L-3 I'll never forget his last words to me. He said, "Hurry, Brother Branham. Get overseas right quick. There's where the fields are open." And he said...
I said, "Brother Bosworth, you're not sick?"
He said, "Not one bit sick." Said, "It's just coming my time now. I've lived my life."
I said, "Of all your long life for Christ, what was your greatest time, Brother Bosworth?"
He said, "Right now."
And I said, "Do you realize then that you're going?"
He said, "Yes, but Brother Branham, all I've lived for for the past sixty years has been for Christ, and most any minute He will come in that door to take me home." That's what I'm...?...
Lives of great men all remind us
And we can make our lives sublime,
With partings leave behind us,
Footprints on the sands of time.

L-4 I think of his testimony and I think of Paul Rader, when he went. How many ever knew Paul Rader? Many of you people. He was a great man of God, went in California. I used to set at his feet when I was a little boy. And he and Luke kinda stuck together, like my son and I, Billy. And when he was dying, the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago had sent a quartet down to sing. And they were singing kind of a slow song, "Nearer My God To Thee."
And Paul, if you knew him, he always had a sense of humor. He wrote this song, my theme song, "Only Believe." And he had a--he had a sense of humor. He was always cracking something, like Brother Bosworth.
So when they were singing, "Nearer My God To Thee," he raised up in the bed, said, "Say, who's dying here, me or you?" He said--he said, "Draw..." said, "Raise up those shades and sing me some real good snappy Gospel songs." And they went to singing, "Down at the cross where my Saviour died..." He said, "That sounds better." He said, "Where's Luke?"


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