He's painting a picture. He's painting a picture. What is it? A Holy Ghost filled church that He foreordained before the beginning of the world to appear yonder in His glory. And some of these mornings He will sweep down through from the heavens (Hallelujah.), like a great magnet, and He will pick up that little church that's been persecuted, hang her yonder in the hall of fame, when She goes to the sky, shouting, "This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise and seize the everlasting prize. Shout while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer." Amen.

William Branham, Sermon "Israel At The Red Sea #1"
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