We have heard the joyful sound, Jesus saves,
Jesus saves.
Spread the tidings all around, Jesus saves, Jesus
saves.
Christian Heritage Ministry, in cooperation with Fuller Seminary,
proudly presents the Old-Fashioned Revival Hour, a
broadcast of the Gospel with Dr. Charles E.
King.
Jesus saves.
Do not wait until so deep.
Do the first time, turn around, shake hands
with as many as possible.
Let's sing it through the second time and
really lift it up now in heavenly sunshine.
All hail the power of Jesus' name.
Let angels prosperate fall, let angels prosperate fall.
Bring forth the royal diadem and crown him,
crown him, crown him, crown him, crown him.
For that with yonder sacred throng we at
his feet may fall, we at his feet
may fall, we'll join the angels.
For God
hath given pride his grace, for his
child shall rest securely in the heart.
Let comfort reign, peace be
still, tis his command.
O soul, be thou not troubled, though the
dark in
the east
be still, tis his command.
My soul is there in
the heart.
Friends of the radio audience, this radio ministry
is possible only because so many of you
share with us this burden for proclaiming the
unsearchable riches of Christ to all people.
And because you're doing your part in this
radio gospel ministry.
May God bless you richly for your faithfulness.
Perhaps God is speaking to some of you
listeners today to join us in this work
and we would be so happy to hear
from you as well.
Living for Jesus, a life that is true,
striving to please him in all that I
do.
Yielding allegiance, glad-hearted and free, this
is the pathway of blessing for me.
O Jesus, Lord and Savior, I give myself
to thee.
For thou in my own
all-other master, my life
I give henceforth to thee.
O Christ, for thee alone.
Living for Jesus, to earth's little isle, my
dearest treasure, the light of his smile.
Seeking the lost ones he died to redeem.
Bringing the weary to find rest in him.
O Jesus, Lord and Savior, I give myself
to thee.
For thou in thy atonement is with thyself.
No other master be thy throne.
My life I give henceforth to thee.
O Christ, for thee alone.
You might
be curious as to what book the chorus
choir is singing from.
Well, they're singing from the old-fashioned Revival
Hour Chorus Songbook.
Isn't it a beautiful looking book as they
hold it up here and sing to you
these marvelous, wonderful numbers.
Honey, are you ready for the letters?
Go right ahead, Mrs. Fuller.
Already.
Good letters today for you, friends.
As I read the letters from week to
week, I mean the sheafs of them that
come down to me, I feel a great
bond of fellowship with you.
I rejoice with you in your joys and
I sympathize with you in your sorrows.
Many of you are very, very wonderful folks.
And your courage and faith are amazing.
From a hospital in Connecticut, the lady writes,
Dear Dr. Fuller, two weeks ago tonight as
I was driving to church, a car suddenly
made an abrupt left-hand turn over the
middle lane into my car, demolishing its wheel
and sending it careening across the street to
land me here in hospital with a gashed
head and broken bones.
Yesterday among my mail was your heart-to
-heart talk and the poem, I Needed the
Quiet.
Can you imagine how utterly appropriate and welcome
it was?
Curious how hard it is for us to
learn.
About every ten years I have a crisis
of this kind.
Now I'm going to let the Lord tend
my days instead of doing it myself.
I feel I have learned my lesson.
From Michigan, dear Brother Fuller, I haven't written
for such a long time, but I am
a widow woman and I work so hard
for a living.
But I want you to know that I
just can't find words to explain what the
old-fashioned revival hour does mean to me,
for my life has so few pleasures.
I always arrange to be by my radio
and I look forward to it.
It rests and refreshes me both spirit and
body, in both spirit and body.
A young boy writes a good letter, dear
Dr. Fuller.
I am twelve years old and I am
glad I am a Christian.
My mother is a Christian and we have
such good times studying the Bible together.
I have a paper route and I save
up my money for school, but I give
one-tenth for the Lord's work.
My father, I'm sorry to say, is an
awful drunkard.
I try to love him, but I just
can't respect him.
I pray he may be saved and our
home made a happy one.
But he won't go to church and he
won't listen to your program.
My mother and older brother and I always
listen.
God can deal with my father and I
believe he will be saved in answer to
our prayers.
I don't know what we would do without
the program.
We always listen and we learn very much
each time about the Bible.
This last letter from the Midwest, dear Reverend
Fuller.
We have a new young pastor, a very
good preacher and a hard worker to build
up our church and to interest our young
people.
He told us that he was converted while
listening to the Old Fashioned Revival Hour when
he was still in high school.
He was out in the Pacific during World
War II and he heard your program out
there and it helped him to grow.
And many of the soldiers were interested to
listen too.
He came home and trained for the ministry
and I know he will make a good
worker in God's vineyard.
One more Christian worker, one by the hour
we love.
That is all for today, friends.
I must tell Jesus all of my trials.
I cannot bear these burdens alone.
In my distress he kindly will help me.
He ever loves and cares for his own.
I must tell Jesus.
I cannot bear.
I must tell Jesus.
Jesus can help me.
Jesus alone.
I must tell Jesus all of my troubles.
He is a kind companion.
If I but had Jesus.
I must tell Jesus.
Jesus can help me.
Jesus is a gentle and trite Savior.
I must tell Jesus.
He all my cares and sorrows will share.
I must tell Jesus.
I cannot bear.
I must tell Jesus.
Jesus can help me.
Jesus alone.
He ever loves and cares for his own.
Let us all pray.
Our Father, we thank Thee for the many
blessings which we who live in America are
privileged to receive from Thy hand.
Father, we do thank Thee for shelter and
for clothing, for food, for law and order,
and for families and friends.
And we thank Thee for this privilege of
preaching the gospel and for hearing the gospel
preached without the fear of being molested.
Father, today we would pray especially that wisdom
might be given to the leaders of our
land.
O Lord, we would claim the promise of
Thy word which says, If any of you
lack wisdom, let him ask of Thee, and
that Thou wilt give to all men liberally
without upbraiding.
We would also pray for our fighting men
in Korea, that Thou wilt encourage them and
uplift them in these terribly hard days.
We also pray for the loved ones they
have left behind.
We pray for all of those who have
had to say goodbye in these past eight
weeks.
We pray that Thou wilt comfort them and
encourage them.
And now as the message goes forth in
a few minutes on this broadcast, we pray
it might quicken many hearts to come to
know Jesus Christ as their personal Savior for
the first time.
For we ask it in Christ's name and
for His sake.
Amen.
And now the quartet sings, Jesus is Mine.
Over my path, ere the storm clouds may
roll, Quickly hiding the light that round me
would shine, Still hope's sweet song is thrilling
my soul, For Jesus the Lord is mine.
Clearly sweet hope is singing, Jesus is mine.
The sun is raining through shade and shine,
Though friends betray and leave me, Though sorrows
fall and creep me onward, I'll go with
Jesus, trusting through all.
I'm rid of blindness, for Jesus is mine.
The sun is gently falling through shade and
shine, Wonderful hope still singing, sweet hope divine,
Ringing, singing amid life's sorrows, Jesus is mine.
Onward I'll go, trusting, bearing the load, Bravely
patience and faith will my soul refine.
Clearly sweet hope still sings on my road,
And Jesus the Lord is mine.
Clearly sweet hope is singing, Jesus is mine.
The sun is raining through shade and shine,
Though friends betray and leave me, Though sorrows
fall and creep me onward, I'll go with
Jesus, trusting through all.
I'm rid of blindness, for Jesus is mine.
The sun is gently falling through shade and
shine, Wonderful hope still singing, sweet hope divine,
Ringing, singing amid life's sorrows, Jesus
is mine.
You're listening to the Old Fashioned Revival Alarm
from the Municipal Auditorium at Long Beach, California.
This is Charles E.
Fuller speaking.
Whosoever heareth shall...
Please remember, we're looking forward to a letter
from you this week.
And now, just before the message, you will
hear the quartet sing Under His Wings.
Under his
wings I am safely abiding, Though the night
deepens and tempests are wild, Still I can
trust him, I know he will keep me,
He has redeemed me and I am his
child.
Under his wings, under his wings, Who from
his love can say, Under his wings my
soul shall abide, Safely abide forever.
Under his wings of what precious enjoyment, There
will I hide till life's trials are o
'er, Sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me,
Resting in Jesus I'm safe evermore.
Under his wings, under his wings, Who from
his love can sever, Under his
wings my soul shall abide, Safely
abide forever.
Will you please take your Bibles and turn
to the 13th chapter of Job, a portion
of the 15th verse, which reads as follows,
Though he slay me, yet will I trust
him.
These words just read within your hearing were
uttered in the dawn of human history from
the heart of a man who had attained
the highest worldly position of power and prestige.
Here in a few words we find one
of the mountain peaks of human speech.
These words rise above the everyday humdrum commonplace,
piercing the clouds above, reflecting the very light
of heaven itself.
Here is the setting and the background.
Job was a real person, not a mythical
character that some believe existed or was talked
about in the Old Testament days.
But he was a real person.
And we find, according to God's Word, first,
that he was a prince, the greatest man
of the East in his day.
He had reached the pinnacle of worldly success.
Second, he was prosperous.
He had 7,000 sheep, 3,000 camels,
500 yoke of oxen, 500 she-asses, and
a very great household.
So that this man, according to verse 3
of chapter 1, was the greatest of all
men of the East.
Third, he was a parent.
He had seven sons and three daughters, a
large family.
And then he was a priest in his
own household.
For according to verse 5 of chapter 1,
he was a godly man, for it recites
there as follows, And it was so when
the days of their feasting were gone about
that Job sent and sanctified them, speaking of
his household, and rose up early in the
morning and offered burnt offerings according to the
number of them all.
For Job said, It may be that my
sons have sinned and cursed God in their
hearts.
Thus did Job continually, a prince, prosperous, a
parent, and a priest.
And then in verse 1 of chapter 1,
we have God's estimate of this man.
For it reads as follows, A man perfect
and upright, one that feared God and eschewed
evil.
But without warning, these beautiful, glorious, happy days
that Job was enjoying suddenly changes from sunshine
to shadow.
And if you'll read through carefully the book
of Job, you'll find the words as follows,
And there was a day when his sons
and his daughters were eating and drinking wine
in their eldest brother's house.
There came a messenger unto Job and said,
The oxen were plowing and the asses feeding
beside them, and the Sabians fell upon them
and took them away.
Yea, they have slain the servants with the
edge of the sword, and I only am
escaped alone to tell thee.
That was enough alone.
But while he was yet speaking, there came
also another and said, The fire of God
is fallen from heaven and hath burnt up
the sheep and the servants and consumed them,
and I only am escaped to tell thee.
That's enough, isn't it?
While he was yet speaking, the 17th verse
goes on to say, In addition, there came
also another and said, The Chaldeans made out
three bands and fell upon the camels and
carried them away.
Yea, and slain the servants with the edge
of the sword, and I only am escaped
to tell thee.
That's enough for one man, isn't it?
One right after another.
And we have the expressions very trite but
very apropos.
It seldom rains but it pours.
And in the 18th verse, while he was
yet speaking, there came also another and said,
Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and
drinking wine in their eldest brother's house, and
behold, there came a great wind from the
wilderness and smote the four corners of the
house and it fell upon the young men
and they are dead, and I only am
escaped to tell thee.
Stripped of everything, of all his possessions, his
servants, and then last of all, his household
except his wife.
And she might as well have gone for
she said to Job, Curse God and die.
And Job arose and ran his mantle and
shaved his head and fell down upon the
ground and worshiped.
And said, Naked came I out of my
mother's womb and naked shall I return thither.
The Lord gave and the Lord hath taken
away.
Blessed be the name of the Lord.
In all this Job sinned not nor charged
God foolishly.
Well, we go on and we read about
Job going to the ash heap.
Goes down and besides being smitten with these
things that I've read, having all of these
difficulties, Job was smitten with sore boils from
the sole of his foot unto his crown,
according to the eighth verse, second chapter.
None but the three counselors dared even to
approach him.
Job's disease was so foul, neither could Job
endure to be touched.
What a scene!
Job, the greatest man in the east, one
who had reached the pinnacle of worldly position
and power and prestige, now an outcast, the
lowest of men, the object of ridicule, the
recipient of unjust accusations.
With this background, with this setting, bear in
mind the words of the text, Though he
slay me, yet will I trust him.
And these words were uttered by Job from
the ash heap.
And may I say that some of the
greatest songs, some of the greatest sayings, some
of the greatest poetical writings that we have,
have come from the hearts and from the
pens and minds of men in deep distress
from behind prison bars.
We would not have had the epistles to
Philippians and Ephesians and Colossians perhaps if Paul
had not been chained between two Roman soldiers
in Rome awaiting certain martyrdom.
Now Job's three counselors appear, Eliphaz and Bildad
and Zophar.
Well, these represent the sum and total of
human wisdom, which is from beneath, devilish and
sensual.
Eliphaz represents the man of science.
He argues with Job from the point of
experience.
Bildad comes along and he argues with Job
from the standpoint of tradition.
What our fathers have done and said.
Zophar believed in salvation by merit, by works
of righteousness.
However, all three came to one conclusion.
They came to this, that Job was a
secret sinner, a hypocrite, for they said, in
effect, whosoever, whoever perished being innocent, or where
were the righteous cut off being innocent?
That's man's reasoning.
But Job repeats or comes back with these
words and says in so many words, Will
a hypocrite trust in God when he slays
him?
Will a deceiver cling to God when God
is smiting him?
Most assuredly not, says Job, though he slay
me, yet will I trust him.
And here we find one of God's beloved
children under severe trial, under deep and heavy
pressure, all in beautiful agreement with the New
Testament, which says that every son that God
receiveth He child trains.
And no child of God can expect to
escape child training from the hands of the
loving Father.
And He loves you.
He will child train you and correct you
and you will learn obedience by the things
that you suffer.
And all true children of God must experience
the trial of their faith, which is much
more precious than gold which perishes.
No wonder Peter writes these words, Think it
not strange concerning the fiery trials which shall
try you, as though some strange thing has
happened unto you?
But rejoice inasmuch as ye are partakers of
Christ's suffering, that when His glory shall be
revealed, ye may be glad with exceeding joy.
I'll tell you something, here is the difference
between a man of God born again, reconciled
to God through Jesus Christ, and a man
of the world.
The man of the world, under the same
pressure that Job was under, would become sullen,
morose, bitter, scornful, even rebellious, and in some
cases might plan suicide.
Why?
Because they are without God, without Christ, without
hope, alienated and cut off from the life
that is in Christ Jesus.
But a man of God, under pressure, child
training from the hand of the loving Father,
will come a little bit closer.
And like John of old, will lean by
faith upon the bosom that was pierced by
the Roman soldier's sword.
That's the difference.
If you are under pressure today and under
trial and in deep affliction, and there seems
to be stemming up from your heart a
root of bitterness, get down on your knees
and confess your sin and thank God for
the child training and come a little bit
closer, close to Him.
Job had God as his refuge.
Job, when in a place of desperation, trusts
God.
When all else fails, Job flees to his
heavenly Father, waiting patiently in hope, resolving, if
help does not arrive, to still trust God.
Paul, in the New Testament, when under severe
trials, he was imprisoned often, beaten many times,
starved and shipwrecked.
And he writes, I know whom I have
believed, and I am persuaded that He is
able to keep that which I have committed
unto Him against that day.
And then writing in the Roman epistles these
beautiful words, notice, Who shall separate us from
the love of Christ?
Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine,
or nakedness, or peril, or sword, as it
is written, for Thy sake we are killed
all the day long.
We are counted as sheep for the slaughter.
Nay, in all these things we are more
than conquerors through Him that loved us.
For I am persuaded that neither death, nor
life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, nor heights,
nor depths, nor any other creature, shall be
able to separate us from the love of
God which is in Christ Jesus.
And Paul said in so many words, Though
He slay me, yet will I trust Him.
No wonder we are quiet before Him.
With the world in the shape that it
is in, men's hearts failing for fear, the
world has no way, no place of refuge.
But we who are born again, we have
a wonderful refuge, and that's Christ Jesus.
Now quickly, just two things, very simple.
We learn from this the great lesson, no
matter what comes, trust God.
This means that if every form of evil
up to actual death should come, trust God.
For without faith it's impossible to please Him.
You take the first martyr of the church,
the stoning of Stephens as recorded in the
seventh of Acts.
Stephens was a man full of the Holy
Ghost, of good report, faithful in his work.
And yet you read at the end of
that marvelous seventh chapter when he was being
stoned, these words, he being full of the
Holy Ghost, looked up steadfastly into heaven and
saw the glory of God and Jesus standing
on the right hand of God.
Then they cried out with a loud voice
and stopped their ears and ran upon Him
with one accord and cast Him out of
the cities and stoned Him.
And the witnesses laid down their feet, their
clothes at a young man's feet whose name
was Saul.
And they stoned Stephen, calling upon God, saying,
Lord Jesus, receive my spirit.
And he kneeled down and cried with a
loud voice, Lord, lay not this sin to
their charge.
And when he had said this, he fell
asleep.
Just quickly, our Lord.
He went to Calvary's cross.
He learned obedience by the things He suffered.
He endured the cross, despised the shame, obedient
unto death, even the death of the cross.
Our Lord trusted His heavenly Father even in
the face of the fact that God did
slay Him.
For on Calvary's cross we hear Christ say,
first, my God, my God, why hast Thou
forsaken me?
And then in a moment, into Thy hand
I commit my spirit.
And Christ trusted even though slain, slain for
your sins and for mine.
He said, though He slay me, yet will
I trust Him.
And in conclusion, I've learned this, that God's
ways are the best ways.
That all things work together for good to
those that are the called ones, to those
that love God.
I've also learned to know something of what
Paul said in 2 Corinthians 5-9, wherefore
we labor, that whether present or absent from
the body, we may be accepted of Him.
And if He should come, I want to
be not ashamed at His coming.
And so I say to you, fellow believers,
trust God.
Trust God in the sunshine.
Trust God in the shadow.
Our times are in His hands.
And to you outside of Christ, won't you
trust Him now for salvation?
For God says, I'm not willing that any
should perish, but that all should come to
repent.
How about it?
You who are in darkness, unregenerated, without hope
and without Christ, won't you come and trust
Him today?
Let's bow our hands in prayer.
I give thee thy body.
Jesus paid it all.
All to Him I owe.
Sin hath left a crimson stain.
Be one.
Pray with me, please, as I talk to
the friends of the radio audience for just
a moment.
Friends outside of Christ, wherever you may be,
seated by your radio, God has been speaking
to you.
God says, if you hear my word and
believeth on Him that sent me, you'll have
everlasting life and shall not come into judgment
or condemnation, but will be passed from death
unto life.
Will you come now?
God bless you.
Kneel right by your radio, wherever you may
be, and just look up into the Father's
face and say, God, be merciful to me,
a sinner, save me for Christ's sake, and
trust the Lord Jesus.
Believe on Him today.
Continue in prayer as we leave the air
on the old-fashioned Revival Hour.
We'll have a short altar service.
Jesus paid it all.
...for bidding you goodbye and God's richest blessing
upon you.