<TITLE>31. Par 117-120</TITLE>L-117 Won't You come? I'm inviting you. And remember, at the day of the judgment when you're asked, "Why," the tape recording of this night will be played over.
... Do not pass me by.
Saviour...
Come, every soul, every soul that hasn't give their flusterations, doubts... Sick people, come. If you haven't enough faith to obey, won't you come now and get the real thing in you that gives you faith. You're bound to be healed tomorrow night. Why don't you just come now around the altar, stand here, say, "Lord, take all my doubts away this evening. Take all my doubts; let faith have its...?... here, that makes me really know. Give me something that tomorrow night when that healing line's called, I'll say, 'Lord God, there's not a shadow of doubt in my heart, I believe You, Lord.'"
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Saviour, Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou are calling,
Oh, do not pass me by.

L-118 Look setting up here in the corner, a little mother nursing her little--nursing her little baby on her lap... If somebody would come tonight and say to that little mother, "I'm going to kill you or the baby." Which would die? The mother, sure. Why? That's hers. It laid under her heart for nine months; it's hers.
Why don't you lay under His heart now and give your life over to Him. He died for you that you could be saved. Now, that mother could, something could happen to her, and she could forget her baby; the Bible said so. "But never can I forget you," He said. "Your names are engraved in the palms of My hands." Won't you come now? This is the--like a consecration service. Come now. One more time so I'll be sure that I called everybody.

L-119 Now, remember, you Catholic people... You say, "Brother Branham, I'm Catholic." I don't care. A Catholic can be saved as anything. "I'm Baptist." All right. "Well, I'm Pentecostal." A Pentecostal can be saved just like anybody else could be. But if you hadn't have got...
No, listen, "Though I speak with tongues of men and angels and have not love, I am nothing." That is the Pentecostal, speak with the tongue of men and angels, both the unknown and the known tongues. Now, you Methodists, "Though..." and Baptist and Catholics, "Though I understand all the mysteries of God could explain the whole Bible, know It all, my theology is supreme, and have not the kind of love, I am nothing. Though I give all my goods to the poor, give my body to be burned as a sacrifice, faith to move mountains, though I could do it and have not love, I am nothing. Where there's tongues, it shall cease. Where there is prophecy it shall fail. Where there's knowledge it shall vanish, but when love comes it is pure and forever."
Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose it's power,
Till all the ransomed church of God
Be saved to sin no more.
Listen.
Ever since by faith I saw that stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.

L-120 Let me live in You with every ounce of my strength my body and all that I am to express the love of Jesus Christ that's shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost.
Now, every person in here, you around the altar, whatever your trouble is, confess it to God: "I got temper. I got habits. I'm ashamed of my life. I've done this, that, or the other." I'm going to pray for you, I want everybody to be reverent.


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