<TITLE>28. Par 209-215</TITLE>L-209 Notice, the Bible said she is a cage, and has caught hateful, unclean birds, not eagles, now: no, no, no, no: vultures. Unclean, hateful birds, that's what she's caged up around her. She is a cage full of them, a whole cage full with what? "Blasphemous names," contrary to the Scripture. II Timothy 3 said, the Holy Spirit speaking, "In the last days they will depart from the faith and give heed to seducing spirits." It also said, the Holy Spirit spoke that in the last days they'd be heady, high-minded, hateful: "Bless God, you belong to us, or you don't have your name on our book, you're lost." Hateful, unclean... I hope I'm not hurting; I hope I'm doing good. Hateful, unclean birds, she caged them.

L-210 Remember, God is an Eagle. He called Himself an eagle. And He called Jacob an eagle. And we are His eaglets. Amen. He called His prophets eagles. And this angel come down to expose and to call out.
Like my little message on "The Eagle Stirs Her Nest... That little old eagle had been following that old hen around in the barnyard all the time, clucking around, but he couldn't eat that stuff that she had: socials, and painted-faced women, bobbed hair, and shorts. He couldn't do that. But he didn't know nothing else but the cluck of that old hen. But one day the mother eagle found him. She screamed, calling him out, said, "Son, you're not one of them. Come out of her."
Said, "Mama, what can I do?"
Said, "Flop your wings and start." The first jump, he hit on a post, right in the middle of a organization. Said, "Son, you'll have to come higher than that or I can't catch you. Got to get your feet off the ground." She's going to take him on a flight. He found out he could fly. She come to call him out. That's right.

L-213 But this Mother Babylon had caught herself a bunch of chickens: slick chicks, painted up, bobbed hair, call themselves Christians. She got a cage full of them. You preachers that stand in the pulpit and let them women get by with that, shame on you to make your denominational more. God will require that of your hand. Come out of it. "My sheep hear My Voice." A cage of hateful, heady, high-minded, lovers of pleasure more than lovers of God, would rather be like the world than to be like Christ. When you see a woman with a lot of makeup on, it goes to show she's empty inside. She's false inside. That's exactly right. If the woman... I seen one the other day with a green hair (That's right.), had all that green stuff there in her eyes.

L-214 Now, if you--if--if--if you didn't have any hair, and--and you wanted to wear some hair, it'd be all right, but wear one that looked like human. And if you didn't have any fingernails, and--and you wanted to get some fingernails, don't get them like hulls off of navy beans, get them--get real fingernails. If you haven't got any of these things, it's all right. If you haven't got any teeth, get you some if they make you some, get them. But don't pull your God-given teeth out just because they're a little crooked, and they're good teeth to get some. Don't dye your hair, or something, and look like something that come out of the--some mire somewhere. Don't... If you're colorless, and you want to make yourself look like you got some color, it's all right, I imagine. But don't make yourself look like Jezebel, like a barn somewhere being painted.

L-215 And you Pentecostal brethren, letting them women cut their hair, when the Bible said that's her glory. And it's even uncommon for her to pray with her hair like that. And yet let her come up in the pulpit and preach the Gospel, sing in a choir, teach a Sunday school. Shame on you. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Why am I against organization? You think I could ever cater to something like that? I know the reason you do it, brother. You know better, but if you'd teach against that, you'll be turned in to the headquarters, and they'll excommunicate you. Bless God for your courage if you'll do it. That's right. Yes, sir. God will honor you.


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