OUR NAMES ARE ENGRAVED ON THE PALMS OF HIS HANDS

With our names indelibly engraved in blood upon His hands

He reaches through sins chasm to rescue fallen man

The blood cells breaking in His veins, in torment in the garden

Was the only way that man could get grace and total pardon.

As His blood and water separate we see His will being broken

So He can make the cross an everlasting token

Then brutal Roman nails eternally engraved

A memorial forever a receipt to show men saved.

He brought out the triumph over the grave, death, hell, sickness, every barrier, everything that stands in the way of perfect freedom for the Christian. Everything that you have need of was taken care of. It was done been suffered for, done been accepted, done bled for, done died, done rose; and God justified Him. He justifies you to believe it. Up from the grave He arose, proved that He was God.
Buddha, made some great statements. Buddha died and is in the grave twenty three hundred years ago, still there. Mohammed made a lot of great statements. But he died, and he's in the grave, and been there for about... nearly nineteen hundred years. He's in the grave, no speaking afterwards. They might have been great man. Confucius, the great Chinese philosopher, many of those great man, Poets and authors, and gods and whatmore, they might have been great in their stand.
But when God raised up His Son on Easter morning, It proved It. And He sent the Holy Ghost, and we've got the receipt of it now. I can hear Him scream from eternity, "Because I live, ye live also." Amen. That's right. "Because I live, you live also."

William Branham "Living, Dying, Buried, Rising, Coming" 59-04-03