<TITLE>21. Par 180-185</TITLE>L-180 Now, while we have our heads bowed. I'd do anything for you. And if I bawl people out just to be mean, God would never be with me; I don't deserve to be here; I deserve to be out yonder somewhere chopping wood or something. But, friends, that--that's true, search it and see if it ain't--if it's the Scripture. And it's supposed to be revealed in this last days.
Now, are you sincere enough? Are you really, down beneath that crust of the outside, is there real genuine something about you, that you're willing to admit that you're wrong? While every head being bowed, every heart, and deep solemn consecration, would you raise up your hand, say, "Pray for me, Brother Branham. I'm wrong. By God's grace I'm going to straighten out"? God bless you, you, you, you. That's right, put up your hand, He sees it. In the balconies, God sees you. Raise your hands. Are you, and you, that's it.

L-182 Now, here is some of you women sitting here with short hair, and don't have your hand up. What's the matter with you? You are wrong. Don't you try to meet God like that. You'll be condemned as certain as I'm standing in this pulpit. You mean the Pentecostal church has got in such a shape that it's--it's--it's got so calloused till it's ashamed to admit it's wrong? Don't you do that. God be merciful to you.
I believe. Have faith. Let me wait again. God bless you over there, honey. God bless you, sister. That's good. Put up... That... God bless you. That's right. You might admit it now; in the morning may be too late, an hour from now may be too late. God bless you. That's sincerity. God bless you. Say, "I'm wrong." Now, it takes a real person to admit they're wrong. That's genuine something. God bless you, lady. God bless you, lady. God bless you. That's right. Yes, just keep praying. God bless you. If I miss seeing your hand, He don't. He knows every thought that's in your mind. That's exactly right. God bless you; I see your hand. That's good. God bless you, young lady. God bless you, sister. That's good.
God bless you there, young lady. Yes, the turn of roads of life. Before these old things has calloused your young heart, turn to God now, honey. That's right, you do it. I got a little daughter over there about your age. God bless you, honey. God bless you. Yes, God bless you, sister.

L-185 What about you, brother? Shame on you, let your wife act like that and wear shorts, and dress like that and get on the street. Call yourself a son of God? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? God bless you. God bless you, sir. God bless you. That's right; admit you're wrong. Yeah. If you...
"He that covers his sin shall not prosper; he that confesses his sin shall have mercy." God bless you. Any more? Back in the balcony, up there in the balcony. He sees you up there. He knows every thought that's in your heart. Now, raise your heads just a minute.
I say there is somewhat fifty or sixty in this room put up their hands, young and old. Thank you. That's real lady and gentleman. I appreciate you. There's--there's hopes for you when you're willing to admit you're wrong.


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