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GOLDEN NUGGETS FOR THE SOUL
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Episode 51: The Family Altar Audio Devotional – Day 17

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And in that day thou shalt say, O Lord, I will praise thee: though thou wast angry with me, thine anger is turned away, and thou comfortedst me. Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the Lord Jehovah is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation. Therefore with joy shall ye draw water out of the wells of salvation. (Isaiah 12:1-4)

127 As I have passed fifty years old, I’d wake up of a morning, you know how it is, you can’t hardly get that one foot out of the bed. My, you can’t hardly do it; and somebody at the door, knocking, or Billy telling me there’s an emergency, somewhere I’ve got to go. And I think, “How can I do it?” Try to put one foot out.

I think, “Thou art the Fountain filled with my strength. Amen! My strength and my help cometh from the Lord. Thou are my artesian well! Thou art my youth! ‘They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with the wings like an eagle; they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint.’ Lord God, this is my duty, to go. I’m called to the post of duty.” And the first thing you know, Something begins to gurgle up inside of me.

128 The other day, over in a little place, I was having a meeting over here in Topeka, Kansas; there was a boy, a young preacher, one of my first sponsors. Brother Roy, setting here, remembers the place. In this, in this great place there, there was a—a…This minister had got under a roof or a place, the sidewall mashed him down beneath that. The little fellow was going to die. His liver was bursted. His spleen was knocked out of place. Tons fell on him.

129 I sat at the breakfast, talking to the wife. I said, “Wife, you know, if Jesus was here, you know what He’d do?” I said, “When he sponsored me, ‘I believe that Word,’ he was sponsoring Christ.” And I said, “That’s a trick of the devil.” I said, “If Jesus was here, He’d go lay His holy hands upon him. That boy would get well. I don’t care if his liver is bursted. He would get well, because Jesus would walk in there knowing exactly Who He was. He knowed His calling, the Scriptures was right, vindicating in Him that He knowed Who He was, and not a…not no shadow of doubt. He’d lay His hands upon him, and say, ‘Son, be well,’ walk out of there.” And I said, “There isn’t enough devils in hell to kill that boy, then.” I said, “He would get well.” But I said, “You see, honey, He was Jesus, the holy hands of God.”

I said, “I’m a sinner. I was born sexual birth. My father and mother were both sinners, and I’m just a no-good nothing.”

And I said, “But you know what? If the Lord would give me a vision and send me down there, then that would be different.” I said, “I’d go down and lay my hands on him, he’d come out of that bed if He give me a vision.”

130 Then I got to thinking, “After all, if it was the vision, what was it? It was the same dirty hands on him, uh-huh, same man praying for him, same dirty hands.”

Then I begin to think, “I am His representative. Then, God doesn’t see me. That Blood of that righteous One lays up there upon the altar; It makes intercessions for me. He is my sufficiency. He is my prayer. He is my Life.” I said, “The only thing that’d make me put my hands on him, with faith, because I had faith in the vision. And without the vision, the same faith would do the same thing; so I can reckon myself nothing, but reckon Him my all-in-all. He is my Life. He is my Commissioner. No denomination sent me; He sent me. Hallelujah! I go in His Name. I’ll lay hands upon him.” Walked down there and laid hands on that boy, and that night he was in the meeting, solid well. Amen!

64-0726e – “Broken Cisterns”

Rev. William Marrion Branham


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