PREACHERS, IT’S A GRAVEYARD FOR THEM

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On December 4, 1965, Brother Branham preached in Yuma, Arizona, and reminded them that the prophecy concerning Los Angeles sinking in the ocean was “thus saith the Lord,” and it would come to pass. Then he reminded them about the experience he had in Sunset the year before when the whirlwind cut the rocks out of the mountain, and it blasted hard three times and said, “Judgment will strike the West Coast.”
“And that same Spirit of God that said all these things and done all these things, It said there, ‘Oh city, Capernaum, who called yourself by the name of the angels, Los Angeles, how you’ve exalted yourself into heaven. (The very root and seat of Satan. See?) You’ve exalted yourself.’

“Preachers, it’s a graveyard for them. Good men go there and die like rats. What happened?

“‘You that call yourself by the name of the angels, if the mighty works had been done in Sodom that’d been done in you, it’d stood today. But your hour’s come.’ You watch and see. If it ain’t, I’m a false prophet. See? There she is; she's laying there.

“I remember that night--- 'Fore I seen that, I seen the preview of the Bride. I stood there and seen a beautiful little lady just correctly dressed and things, marching this way. There was Somebody standing by me in the vision, and I seen they said, 'The preview of the Bride.' I seen Her go by. They come on this side and went around.

“And I heard it coming up. The church was coming up from this other side. There come the Asian church. Oh, you talk about filth. Here coming the European church. Oh, my. And then I heard a rock-and-roll coming, and it was Miss America, the church. And she didn't even have on any clothes. She had papers, like newspapers, gray, holding in front her, dancing by rock-and-roll: Miss America the church.

“I stood there in His Presence. I thought, 'Oh, God, as a minister, if that's the best we could do, oh, oh.' You know how you feel. Then I thought, 'God hide me. If I could just get away from here. If all that we've done, and that's what we have to produce, if that's what---'

“And then when them women passed by, all doing all kinds of rocks and things, and short hair, and painted faces. And as they passed by like that, supposed to be virgins to Christ. And when she passed by like that, I turned my head, you know with this--- Just holding that in front of me---it was---it's disgraceful, the back of them. And there they was going like that.

“And I turned my head to weeping like that. I said--- I couldn't stand it there, Him standing there, me know that me a minister of the church and that's what I'd produced for Him. I said, 'Oh, God, I can't look at it. Let me die. Let me---let me fade away,' and like that.

“And as soon as it went out--- Every time one of them would come, they'd go out to a certain place and drop off, and I'd just the sound of it as it went away.

“And then I heard something like a 'Onward Christian Soldiers.' And I looked, and here come that sainted bunch of little girls just exactly the way they was, all correctly dressed, their hairs hanging way down on their back, smooth, clean, marching like this to the step of the Gospel. She was the Word. And it looked like one out of every nation. I was looking at it as they passed by, and seen them pass by. Instead of going down, they started going up.

“And I noticed one of them trying, two or three of them trying---getting out of line. I screamed, 'Stay in line.' And the vision left me, and I was standing in this room screaming, 'Stay in line.'"