Christianity is: go after the lost, go get that brother, go do something about it. Can we stand and fold our hands, even if we claim that we are saved, and see men and women dying on every hand? And the streets, full of women going to churches, with shorts and painted faces, and walking up-and-down the street, with cigarettes in their hands; and paint all over their face, it looks like foxes or wolves, or something. And men walking up-and-down the street, joining churches, and things like that. And call that Christianity, and hold your peace?
What would Saint Paul do if he walked in Tucson? Now, I say they'd have him in jail 'fore morning. That's right. Why? His soul would burn for God till he couldn't keep from doing it. Sure. But we join church. You see, our traditions has become a stink in the face of God.
What we need today is a prophet arise on the scene with "THUS SAITH THE LORD" and strip those things to the bottom and say that they've become a stink. Our denominations has growed. Our churches are big, and they're finer than they ever was. We'd be a lot better off with a tin pan, standing on the alley again, with a guitar, out there beating a drum, or something other, with the real pentecostal Fire burning in our souls, than to set in the great pews that we're setting in today, dying. The world dying, under our feet. Yes, sir.
We'd be a lot better standing on the alley again, with a guitar, out there beating a drum, with the real pentecostal Fire burning in our souls

William Branham, sermon «Pardoned»
https://en.branham.ru/sermons/63-1028