<TITLE>19. Par 68-70</TITLE>L-68 Solemnly, Lord, we stand on the threshold where a decision must be made, this great time of--of jubilee that we are celebrating, over at the Life Tabernacle, of Your invitation fifty years ago to Your people. And we have thoroughly been through it to the best of our--my way of--of knowing it, and depending upon the God Who knows the heart of man, that He will reveal it in the proper way that it's meant in; that men might see to return back, and the only way to do it is come to the truth of the Word. I pray Thee, heavenly Father, that none of us will be so foolish as to turn down an investment like that.
May we invest our time, our talent, and all that we got, to the praises of God, knowing this, that no matter if the--we gained the whole world, we lose our souls, what good did it do us? What good does the praise of a man do when atomic fire is burning the earth? What good will it be today, maybe when our tombstones will be floated up in some sands; when the howling winds... when this world is swept into the sun yonder, throwed out of its place, like it was before the antediluvian destruction; and throwed... instead of being thrown from the sun, throwed into the sun? No more water, but fire this time... The sands howl across the earth before the great millennium, and our tombstones come up, "Dr. So-and-so, Brother So-and-so, or Bishop So-and-so." What good will that do us when our souls are yonder somewhere in eternity?

L-69 And it's got to be. The living know they have to die. And as men and women, boys and girls, this morning, Lord, we're all realize that we're--we're not here to be seen or heard of men. We are here in the--the agony of Calvary. We are here with the Holy Spirit in our hearts weeping, as It did to our Lord over His rejecting in Jerusalem. And our spirits this morning weep out for a lost world.
Give us wisdom to know how to approach them, Lord. We don't want them lost. The very Spirit within us would condemn us desiring their being lost. But may the Holy Spirit constantly cry, sweep out, until we put forth every effort with our talent, with our time, with our money, with everything that we've got; no matter how little it is, we offer it to You. Help us, Lord, to take this great message to a dying world.
I have very little, Lord, that I can offer: no ability, no personality, no nothing. But I just got my soul, Lord, my voice. And it's all Yours. And I'm sure that speaks for this whole audience. Use it, Lord. If I had money, it was Yours. What time I have belongs to You; everything, my all in all... Help me, Lord, and help us all. We want to make an investment this morning in the Kingdom of God.

L-70 Forgive our slothfulness. How awful we have been to find this great treasure... And how the Holy Spirit in us should have the same interest that It did when It was in Christ, always to do the Father's will and His bidding. And He come to save the lost. Give us the desire, Lord. May there not leave in our bosom that burning, as Thy great servant John Wesley said. May it never leave. May it swell greater and greater, until it throws us to our knees to beg and persuade. May it throw us to our knees to go to the highways, and the byways, and in the corners, and in the businesses, and everywhere; into the churches, and wherever we can get, and introduce this Eternal Life to men and women today. And when it's all over, may we gather in Thy home.
As we set here this morning looking across this table, I seen Brother Herholzer that godly old saint, hear of him riding on that plow; and think of myself as a little barefooted boy with a pair of rope lines over my shoulders, behind an old plow. This great saint of Yours from California was at the Azusa Street, seeing those men and their shoulders stooped from hard labor in the field. I set at this breakfast with them. I'd rather be here than be with the President, setting in this godly bunch.


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