What are you doing? Just trotting back and forth to the barroom, and around somewhere else, and down to the rock-and-roll party, and over to the little formal church; and hear the pastor preach on something.
Oh, he tickle your ear, sure, certainly, just something; because it’s a meal ticket.
You never hired me to come here, you couldn’t fire me, because I’m hired of God. Right. No bishop, or no archbishop, or no church tells me what to preach; I listen to God, I have His Message, that’s all. I don’t take your money, I didn’t come for your money, don’t want any of it.
I come to warn you, in the Name of Christ, make ready, the hour is at hand, and could be before morning: the end of the church age.
HAS BEEN BROUGHT
INTO A HOLLYWOOD FASHION BOX.
WHEN, THE OLD-FASHION GOSPEL PREACHER,
that USED TO DRINK CISTERN WATER,
BY A LAMP LIGHT;
BUT, WE HAVE CHANGED IT,
and THAT’S WHY
THE INTELLECTUAL GROUP.
57-0120M – The Impersonation Of Christianity
Rev. William Marrion Branham.