<TITLE>30. Par -</TITLE>L-737-258 Now, for old time's sake, let's shake hands with somebody now [Brother Branham shakes hands with the people during these next three choruses--Ed.]:
Till we meet! till we meet!
Till we meet at Jesus' feet; (till we meet!)
Till we meet! till we meet!
God be with you till we meet again!
Till we meet! till we meet!
Till we meet at Jesus' feet;
Till we meet! till we meet!
God be with you till we meet again!
Till we meet! till we meet!
Till we meet at Jesus' feet;
Till we meet! till we meet!
God be with you till we meet again!

L-737-259 You remember we used to sing those songs? Let's... And this other one we used to sing long years ago; I don't know whether there's any here or not, when we used to join hands around an old stove here and mud on the floor. You remember that? We'd sing:
We're marching to Zion,
Beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
That beautiful city of God.
You know in the millennium what Zion's going to be? There'll be a Light on Zion, and it'll be for a shadow from the sun in the daytime and as a Light by night, for there'll be no night there. Oh, my.
The hills--fields of Zion yield
A thousand sacred sweets
Before we reach that heavenly Throne,
Before we reach that heavenly Throne,
Or walk the golden streets,
Or walk the golden streets.
All together now:
We're marching to Zion,
Oh, beautiful, beautiful Zion;
We're marching upward to Zion,
That beautiful city of God.

L-737-261 I just love that. I just think it's so pretty. Now, don't you like them old-time songs? I think it's a whole lot better than this chopped up stuff we have today called songs. I just love that. And I used to sing an old song in church, you remember?
Room, room, yes, there is room,
There's room at the Fountain for thee.
Oh, my. Those good, old songs, I believe the pen was guided by the Holy Spirit, who wrote them songs.
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee!
Even though it be the cross
That raiseth me;

L-737-263 Yet, Charles Wesley and them great authors who wrote those songs like that, them poets, it's beautiful; I just think they're so good. And then we used to... Remember that:
O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land,
As on the highest mount I stand,
I look away across the sea,
Where mansions there are prepared for me,
Remember the first time that Angel of the Lord appeared down on the river? We was singing:
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye,
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.
I'm bound for that promised land,
Who will come and go with me?
I'm bound for that promised land.

L-737-265 While we were singing that, a Voice screamed from the skies, and here come that great Pillar of Fire circling right down and said, "As John the Baptist was sent to forerun His first coming, you have a message that'll forerun the second."
Look where she's went. That's thirty-one years ago. Look where It's went from then, around the world in a revival fire. And now we see it cooling. The time is at hand.
Let us bow our heads now, remembering all of the announcements.
Great Shepherd of the flock, that we look to see coming someday, our hearts are longing for that hour when we shall see Him. One day You set upon the mount and You taught Your people, You said, "Pray in this manner," [Brother Branham and congregation prays in unison--Ed.]:
Our Father Who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name,
Thy kingdom come. Thine will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us of our trespasses, as we forgive those that trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.


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