THE REAL HOLY GHOST.

A woman just called up another woman, said, “You know, I’m
Episcopalian.” Said, “I spoke in tongues the other day. I believe I received the Holy Ghost, but shhh, don’t tell nobody.” I doubt that very much. You might have spoke with tongues, but you set a man on fire, how is he going to sit still? Can’t do it.
Could you imagine Peter, and James, and John, and them up in the upper room saying, “Oh, we got the Holy Ghost now. But maybe we better keep still.” Brother, through windows, doors, and everything, they went, out into the street, acting like a bunch of drunks. That’s the real Holy Ghost.
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But you see, that sleeping virgin ain’t receiving nothing anyhow. That’s right. And remember, while they went to try to buy oil (remember the Scriptures doesn’t say they got it), but while they were out trying to buy it, there come a sound. What happened? All those virgins that slept rose, and trimmed their lamps and went into the supper. (Is that right?) And the rest was
left for the tribulation period. Right-weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth. That’s the church. Not the bride; the church. The bride went in. There’s a whole difference between the church and the bride. Yes, sir, went into the wedding supper. Oh, notice, boy.
BRO. BRANHAM: THE BREACH BETWEEN THE SEVEN CHURCH AGES AND THE SEVEN SEALS