Episode 283: The Family Altar Audio Devotional – Day 249
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He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. (Psalm 91:1-4)
22 Genesis was the planting of the seed, and these six thousand years has been the maturing of the harvest. And now the seed has become a seed itself. It’s went back to the blossom, and from the blossom to the—to the fruit. And it’s the gathering time now, harvest time, all the great things that started. The true Church that started in Genesis has come down to the fruit time, the fruit of the Spirit. And the antichrist that started in Genesis has come down to its fruit. And we’re just in the closing time of this world’s entire dispensation, the…of the mortal being. And we’re…It’s the greatest time that anyone, or any at any age, ever lived, is this time. It’s a shaking time. It’s a troublesome time for sinners, but it’s a marvelous time for Christians, because we know that we are—are packing up, or gathering the last little efforts together, to go Home and meet the Lord.
23 Now people, today, as you look around and see the great trouble and distress facing the nation. Where, a few nights ago, I was talking to someone, was one of these here lookout agents that watches. And they said, “Brother Branham, we were just instructed by the government never to advise people anymore to lay down by…away from the window on the floor, if the bomb hits, or never to go into a basement, because this new bomb that they could radio guide from Moscow to Fourth Street in Louisville, and hit right on the street. Shoot it up. It’s got tar-…things in it, explosives, and takes it so many thousands, so many thousands. Guided by the stars and radar, and drop it exactly on Fourth Street in Louisville, from Moscow, Russia. And when it would hit there…Don’t have to use a plane nor nothing. Just scoot it off here, and it’ll land right there. And it will blow a hole in the ground, of an area, the depth of a hundred and seventy-five feet for fifteen square miles either way it goes, fifteen square miles. There ain’t nothing to do but get ready to take a flight upstairs, is the only thing to do when them times come.
24 Just think, they can shoot fifty of them, or a hundred of them, at one time, if they wanted to. It’ll all be over, within the space of…I believe it’s a sixty or eighty minutes, or something, or seconds—seconds, rather, from there to here, to the entire annihilation of the whole thing would take place. There wouldn’t be nothing left between Louisville and Henryville, and between Louisville and—and Bardstown, or down in there, but one hole in the ground with a bunch of dust laying in it. That is all would be left, besides the areas it would go out, and burn for miles and miles and miles beyond that. And while one is a dropping there, another one is dropping over somewhere else, to meet with it.
25 I’m so glad that we have a Shelter. “The Name of the Lord is a mighty Tower, the righteous run into It and are safe.” No matter how many bombs or how many anything else that…We’re safe There. So, the world and the sinner, not having this Shelter, or this safety Place, it’s a shaking time. I believe, if I wasn’t a Christian, I’d go crazy, to thinking of what might happen at any time. And with a house full of little kiddies, and everything, I wouldn’t know what to do. But I’m so glad that I can stand in my house and introduce to them a Shelter that no bomb could ever touch, or nothing else, under the protecting Wings of the Lord Jesus. “Not by power, not by might, but by My Spirit,” saith the Lord. See? That is our protection.
56-1125m – “A Secondhanded Robe”
Rev. William Marrion Branham
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