APOLOGETICS

Apoligetics never made a Christian for the cause.

A Christian must be born, to take up arms and fight in wars.

Philosophy and argument with intellect debating,

Is such a foreign concept, to the Word just not relating.

Where’re the mighty deeds of Justin, for all his pen could write,

We should pattern after Martin, be a hero in the fight.

Best and Bosworth argued, to prove themselves each right

But all of that was nothing in the presence of the Light.

Round and round the words can go, but all that will confound,

When inspiration strikes, is one sentence so profound.

Philosophers are silenced then, though the simple stand alone

But just like David all it takes is one inspired stone.

YOU'LL FIND GOD'S WORK PROFOUND

Don't go look for faults.

For there’s plenty you can find

There’s a Pillar of Fire in the camp

Don’t search for faults behind

This Message’s not a mess

Don’t be Balaam’s friend

If you view the Bride the way he did

You’ll also meet his end.

God looked down and saw His men

He saw the sacrifice and altar

If you keep your eyes on the cloud and fire

Your courage will never falter.

If you’re looking out through natural eyes

The things you see confound

When viewed the way the Word insists

You'll find God's work profound.

THE COMFORTER

Our comfort that we get, comes from knowing we obey,

The entire counsel in the Lord, as we live from day to day.

Job’s comfort lay in knowing, he’d made daily sacrifice,

That all his sins were covered, for the lamb had paid the price.

Three Hebrew boys were comforted, as they waited to be burned,

Confident that they were right, for the idol they had spurned.

And when trials with great pressure come and press from every side,

Our comfort’s not imagined but a life that lives inside.

We’ve seen how it can be, with great men in times of old,

That in the face of all adversity, we can stand up strong and bold.

We can cope with crushing sorrow, we can hold on through great pain.

There’s only one requirement, you must be born again. 

Proof Doesn't Come in Documentation

My books may be burnt and papers destroyed

Along with times reading I ever enjoyed.

But nothing can take the Life that’s inside

The Word not just read but a Man bled and died.

For anointed and quickened a birth will occur

And the Word living not read is the One I prefer.

For nothing else changed the death in my life

With embedded carnality, pride and strife.

Gnosis won’t do it but experience will

And though critics raise up my mind is still,

And though I have one quote while others have two

It’s a Life living inside that sees me through.

“Discern the spirits,” was Christ’s clear instruction

To avoid deception and certain destruction.

So that Still Small Voice is never replaced

By documentation that is so easily misplaced.

The proof doesn’t come in documentation

But signs and wonders and clear vindication.

The wise virgin didn’t have their papers prepared

But oil in their lamps with wicks trimmed and cleared.

"Come in and take a taste of the original manna, the kind that fell on the day of Pentecost, the Manna for the church, the Holy Ghost, the Armor, what we're fortified... Not with intellectual education, doctor's degree, but we are fortified with the baptism of the Holy Ghost to prove the Word of God is the truth."

William Branham. To Take On the Whole Armour of God. 62-0701

I Believe The Sign

I’ve seen the folly of history revision when the witnesses are already dead

A wrong motivation can easily change the things that have already been said.

Who then can tell which witness is true for some are happy to lie

So how can you now rejudge the event when the honest have already died.

We know that the media today as we know it is biased and misrepresents facts

And we also know that papers go missing to cover up unwanted facts.

The worlds whole agenda is to steer the masses by creating clever perceptions

Decoys and illusions that cover the truth with sometimes blatant deceptions.

People threatened or brought, bypassed or taught there is only one goal in mind,

Complete power and control is the ultimate aim of the beast that now quickly binds.

Religious, political and demon power moves quicker than ever before.

 For patiently she has set her noose; this church also known as the whore.

There’re just a few who have held back the tide, of this great, evil, black flood.

It is those who believe all of His Word and are washed in His precious Blood.

 They believe despite what some Jesuit says, now those who saw it are dead.

 They’ve always changed history, rewritten the facts, lied with everything said.

Yes they have witnesses, promoted and paid, seduced and told to keep silence,

And where they enjoy complete control they are quick to exercise violence.

While many now waver from the precepts of truth my heart can never be moved,

For regardless of history my life has been changed, and supernaturally proved.

I don’t serve a historical God and my faith is not based in the past.

Signs drew my attention to scriptural truths and an experience that always will last.

I have searched and can’t find a single teaching that can hold the world at bay.

I challenge you, just take one look, compare them to yesterday.

Show me Hebrews 13:8, He said He’d take many son’s to glory,

Son’s just like Himself and in His image, a Life, not some church story.

The same Seed that died and was buried rose, triumphant over death,

And will manifest That Life complete with this mortal breath.

I'M GOING TO COME AND TALK FOR YEARS

How I’m looking forward to heaven and all the time that there will be

God’s family I can get to know and in return they me

I’m going to come and talk for years and get to know you well

You can tell your story then mine I’d like to tell

 

We’ll be real sisters then and brothers there’ll be no bar

I won’t have to stand back and listen from afar

Until then I must wait and pray the time is near

God will give us time on earth so I can get to know you here

THE ANSWER

Answers are required in all aspects of our life

Sometimes received with gladness sometimes received in strife

Stand up be accounted, with a strong convictions courage

Don’t let conflict get to you, or circumstance discourage

 

Great men in times gone by stood up as we admire

The Holy Ghost, It gave them strength, and conviction burned like fire

And as the torch is handed down, we find our turn has come

And when everything inside us fails, stand; don’t turn around and run

We have the answer, don’t be ashamed, resolutely sound it clear

When you’re confident you’re right, you’ll stand in spite of fear.

God forbid you compromise and around the question dodge

The Message is not your answer, to you it’s just a lodge

And another one I’ve seen, that makes my bile rise

Is to forbid the question, so appears no compromise

Dishonest to your self, the Word misrepresented

Will cause some to go astray and the Word to be resented

More and more I see this, people walking their own way

It’s seems the time has come when many fall away

Though they think they serve the Lord, they don’t live the Message straight

And increasingly I see, this falling’s truly great.

AND THE BEAST SHALL BE TAKEN

The Scarlet women, evil, persecutes the true

Two vines that intertwine, one is Babylon in you

But soon the saints will be avenged, as all that moves is shaken

Babylon will fall, and the beast will then be taken

 

Laodicea, lukewarm blind, by it’s sickness we’re ensnared

But in the Word we find a way, to escape the things we feared

Then put right are all the things in our lives that were mistaken

We’ll be released from all our sin, because the beast is taken

By faith this beast I’ll conquer, as God has made a way

Babylon’s great evil, will fall in just one day

No more partakers or her plagues, we heard the angel's shout

We listened and obeyed when he cried aloud “come out”.

Out of our self image, out of our own thoughts

We accepted and took on, all the prophet taught

We saw we’re in the Godhead, though at the same time we’re the least

This revelation sets us free for it’ll kill the beast.

 

HOLINESS

Have we forgotten what Holiness is,

And the standard that God said to keep?

Time will show the standards you sow,

Will be the standards you reap.

The children can go to the dance if it’s good,

And the men can wear shorts at the beach.

And "what a great view from the room of the pool,"

Where anatomy Jezebels teach.

And “my illegitimate grandchildren are really such fun”

And “I’m excited there’s more on the way.”

Long forgotten is the shame with this sin,

This is a different day.

And the music, we know what the prophet would say,

Rock n Roll and Ragtime were sin.

But now we’ve slipped so far down the line,

We let that and Reggae right in.

The line is definitive the Message is clear,

The Word he spoke just wont budge.

When he heard Christian lyrics to Ragtime,

The prophet said God would judge.

I look around for old fashioned Christians,

But see the standard is falling.

It’s time to check up down on our knees,

Where you can hear the Word softly calling.

IT"S KIND THAT RECOGNISES KIND

Salvation didn’t come

By negotiated contract

It’s kind that recognizes kind

When the two come into contact.

The Deep that’s out there to respond,

Is because there’s one that’s calling

The Seed just can’t be lost,

Though in sinful flesh that’s falling.

God rips away the veil of sin

That had the image shrouded

And revelation clears our minds

That our carnality had clouded.

Now Light on Seed to germinate

God’s amazing grace

It’s the same life over here,

Just in a different place.

THE TRANSIENT WAY OF TIME

The transient way of time with it’s fleeting moments past,

For the moment seems to drag, but looking back it seems so fast.

Farewells are said too often for those we’ve come to know,

For with time comes reasons we must leave for the ways that we must go.

There’ll soon come a time when time will cease, for sin will be defeated,

And the temporary life we’ve lived will gladly be completed.

And those who labored for this time will have no sad farewell,

But who they’ll be I do not know, but eternity will tell.

 

WORSHIPING IN SPIRIT

Spirit grieving deep inside

Wounded by the way,

It’s treated with contempt and scorn

By the foolish things men say.

How He wants to enter in

And move His children’s hearts,

Worshipping in their own way

Living out their part.

Whether mellowed by His presence

Quietly in awe,

Or shouting out His praises

As they spill out of the door.

Just like our fathers acted

When the Holy Ghost first fell,

And the praises of God’s children

Shook the gates of hell.

I want God to hear my praise

And hope Satan’s listening to,.

Sounding like a multitude

Even though we’re just a few.

If worship makes me look a fool

With drunken men’s behavior,

I’m just fulfilling scripture

As I exalt my Saviour.

WORD CONNECTION

"I must go by Samaria, I have something on my mind."
So they leave the crowd that day to see what He would find.
Weary from the walking He sits upon the well,
Yet as His disciples go for food, His purpose He wont tell.


It's a woman that He wants, not her body but her soul,
And the Water that He has to give will make this woman whole.
He knows regardless of her state, she's a part of Him,
Though she's callous, crusted up and lives a life of sin.


Despising of His type, she brushes Him aside,
But as He makes a contact, there's no where for her to hide.
As Light comes flooding in her soul, the darkness must depart,
And we see the Seed respond, that was hidden in her heart.


She knew Messiahs character, that only He could tell,
The things that she had done and the manner that she fell.
As the deep begins responding, there's now no more rejection,
For their hearts were always one, but now there's Word connection.


Now we see reaction as she runs to spread the news.
"Redemptions at the gate with a Messiah from the Jews!"
No more caution, no more shame, her life's been changed by grace,
As she shouts aloud the gospel, there's no need to hide her face.


Now a hero through the ages, this change is so sublime.
Her perfection and her righteousness would be told on down through time.
It's a victory God can have in a life prepared to die,
As we see the flesh release it's grip and watch the Spirit fly.



  The little woman at the well, ill-famed. She'd seen so much bogus amongst the people professing...  They went into Sychar to get some food, the disciples, and Jesus left alone. The Father had sent Him up there because He had need go by. He was going to Jericho, but He went up around the mountain 'cause He had need: one soul, and her a prostitute. Oh, amazing grace. One soul out of the whole thing, and her an ill-fame, calling off of His regular journey plumb up here.
... About eleven o'clock she come out to get some water. She might've started to let the bucket down, and her curls dropped down over her face. And she started to let the bucket down. She heard somebody say, "Bring Me a drink." She looked over quickly, and there set a Jew.
She said, "It's not customary for such a thing, a Jew to ask a Samaritan anything."
He said, "But if you knew Who you were talking to, you'd ask Me for a drink." What was He doing? Contacting her spirit. Father had sent him up there. Now, the subject is there. Hallelujah. I saw something then. O God. Father sent Him up there, and now here's the subject before Him. He don't know what to say, but He carries a conversation. He said--talked about worship at Jerusalem, and the Jews and so forth, and the well they talked about. After while He found where her trouble was.
Said, "Go, get your husband and come here."
She said, "I have no husband."
Said, "That's right. You've had five, and the one you've got now is not your husband."
She said, "Sir, I perceive that Thou art a prophet. We know that the Messiah is called the Christ; He's coming, the Anointed One. And when He comes, He will be a prophet. He will tell us those things."
He said, "I'm He that speaks to you." Talk about persistence.
   You know, it wasn't actually... If you know the oriental custom, a woman of that type should never approach a man in the market place. That's right. Not till this day in India, and different places. No, sir. The men wouldn't even hear her. Look at her. She's marked a prostitute. They'd turned their back, no matter what she said.
But what? They couldn't ignore her. They couldn't ignore the woman. Why? She had a hold of faith. She had a message. They couldn't stop her. She said, "Come see a Man Who's told me the things that I've done. Isn't this the very Messiah? Isn't this He?" And the Bible said the whole city believed because of the woman's testimony.
William Branham, Perseverance 62-06-08

 Now, then, see that he [Moses]was born with this great gift and quality within him. Then it only taken something to flash across that to bring that thing to Life. See, the seed of God is actually placed in us from the foundation of the world. And when that Light first strikes that seed, it brings it to Life, but the Light first has to come upon the seed.
 I've taught many times of the little woman at the well, her in that condition. Though she be an ill-famed person, though her life was degraded, and she was in that condition, because that traditions had never touched her. But though when that Light first struck her, quickly she recognized It, 'cause there was something there to respond to It.
When the deep calls to the deep, there must be a deep somewhere to respond to that call.
William Branham, Why Cry Speak 63-07-14

IT'S ALL ABOUT AMAZING GRACE

The Message’s not a bunch of rules

So we can be all legal.

It’s grace that sets us free

To soar just like the eagle.

It’s not a code of doctrine

For theologians to debate.

It gives a life that grows inside

Opening heavens gate.

It’s not weaponry to fight our friends

Or quotes so we condemn,

Others that might disagree

It’s God’s grace He gave to men.

It’s all about amazing grace

And those with pure desire,

Though once undone and far from God

Can live a whole lot higher.