<TITLE>28. Par -</TITLE>L-46-1 I read in the Word where He is the Word. When the German church said, "It's this way," and the Methodists, and the Baptists, and the Catholic... But I read in the Word, where He said, "Upon this rock I'll build My Church, and the gates of hell can't prevail against It."
Listen now, in closing. Now, the Protestant says... Now, the Catholic says He built it upon Peter. "Thou art Peter, and upon this rock..." No, never. If it was, it backslid right away. They built it upon a man. What did He do?
The Protestants said He built it upon Himself. No. He did not. He didn't build it upon Himself. What did He do?
"What does... Who does men say, I, the Son of man am?"
And some said, "Thou art Elias, and Moses."
He said, "But what do you say?"
Peter said, "Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God."

L-46-4 Watch the words now. "Blessed are thou, Simon, son of Jonas; flesh and blood has not revealed this to you (You never learned it by some priest; you never learned it by some seminary.), but My Father which is in heaven has revealed it to you. And upon this rock (spiritual revelation of the Word), I'll build My Church, and the gates of hell cannot prevail against It."
I thought, "Lord, that's it." I read over here in the Book of Revelations, 21st chap--22nd chapter, where He said, "Whosoever (This is the complete thing.)--whosoever shall inject something to It; whosoever shall take something away from It (deny It's so), or whosoever shall try to make It a little better, and polish It up for the day; whosoever shall add to or take away, the same will be taken, his part, out of the Book of Life."
I said, "Then that's all I need, Lord, is to believe This. And in This, that cross yonder, the Christ came." It's perfect all the way, every word that He ever said. Take the Book in this hand, the history in this hand, and just vindicates right straight down, just perfect. And I said, "Then, Lord, receive me." And when I did, I received Christ the Holy Spirit in my heart, my Absolute. It hasn't been me.

L-47-1 I was sick one time when my... I lost my wife; I lost my baby; and--oh, lost my father, and lost my brother, and lost my sister-in-law. And Billy was laying, dying, and--and I was just about gone... I was going up the road crying, going to her grave (and her and the baby, and the baby on her arms)--going to the grave. I was walking up; Mr. Isler (used to come here and play, you know, the state Senator of Indiana), he was coming up the road. He stopped, and he run out there and put his arms around me (It was after the '37 flood.); he said, "Where you going, Billy? Up there?"
And I said, "Yep."
He said, "What are you going to do up there?"
I said, "I will listen to an old dove." I said, "I set there by the baby's grave and hers. An old dove comes down there, and he speaks to me."
"Oh," he said, "Billy."
I said, "Yeah. And I hear the whispering of the leaves when they play it. It plays music for me."
Mr. Isler said, "What kind of music does it play?"
I said,
There's a land beyond the river
That they call that sweet forever,
And we only reach that shore by faith's decree;
One by one we gain the portal,
There to dwell with the immortals.
When someday they'll ring them golden bells for you and me."


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