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This week we have Keith David with his
message, Hell.
In 2 Thessalonians 1 verse 9 we read
that He, Jesus will return.
Hallelujah.
He will return.
He will return in flaming fire.
In flaming fire taking vengeance on them that
know not God.
Taking vengeance on them that know not God
and that obey not the gospel of our
Lord Jesus Christ.
He will return in flaming fire taking vengeance
on them that know not God and that
obey not the gospel of our Lord Jesus
Christ who shall be punished with everlasting destruction.
Who shall be punished with everlasting destruction from
the presence of the Lord and from the
glory of His power.
In Revelation chapter 20 John records the revelation
given to him by Jesus of mankind's destination
and he says in verse 11, I saw
a great white throne.
I saw a great white throne and him
that sat on it from whose face the
earth and the heavens fled away and there
was found no place for them.
And I saw the dead.
I saw the dead small and great stand.
I saw the dead small children and great
grown-ups stand before God.
Oh what a shock to the multitude who
believed that when they died they land up
in a little wooden box six feet under
the ground and that's all there was to
life.
Nothing beyond that no purpose nothing to be
accountable for.
There was nothing more to life than to
be born do what you want as you
want die land up that's it.
What a shock it's going to be when
they know that isn't it.
I saw the dead small and great stand
before God and the books were opened.
The books were opened and another book was
opened which is the book of life and
the dead were judged.
The dead were judged out of those things
which were written in the books according to
their works.
The dead were judged out of those things
which were written in the books according to
their works and the sea gave up the
dead which were in it and death and
hell delivered up the dead which were in
them and they were judged every man.
Every man according to his works and death
and hell were cast into the lake of
fire.
This is the second death.
The second death and whosoever was not found
written whosoever was not found written in the
book of life was cast cast into the
lake of fire.
That's a terrifying word soul.
There's no mercy after death.
You can scream you can beg there's no
mercy no mercy.
Whosoever was not found written in the book
of life was cast at the final thing
into the lake of fire.
The hands the hands that will bear the
mark for all eternity God says those marks
will never leave the hands of Christ bearing
witness that he tasted death for every man
but those hands it is a fearful thing
to fall into the hands of a living
God.
It is a fearful thing to fall into
the hands of a living God if you
have not prepared to meet with God through
his death.
Before you die Hebrews 10 verse 31 it
is appointed unto men once to die but
after this the judgment.
Hebrews 9 verse 27 it is appointed unto
men once to die but after this so
one thing.
One thing.
One thing only.
Judgment.
God says you don't have to wait
in eternity for the great white throne.
For your judgment to come when you die
without Christ.
That moment of death you are judged.
If you die without Christ you are plunged
into hell.
Christ the God of love spoke of a
man lying in hell.
Christ wouldn't lie.
This man could see.
This man could speak.
His physical body wasn't there.
This man could feel.
This man could scream.
I am tormented in this place.
He could see what he's missed.
He could recognize.
Can you imagine the hell of that?
Who's there?
Who made him?
And no matter how he played Christ's name
all he was told.
There's a gulf fixed.
No one can come to you.
No one will ever be able to come
from this place to heaven where the
smoke of their torment ascendeth up forever and
ever.
They have no peace day or night.
The lake that burneth with fire and brimstone
is eternal.
You are eternal so you will never die.
You will never die.
You will never die Our dreams never cease
and life is a brief moment.
I'm writing a book.
This moment called life.
If you're not conscious already, that's all you've
got.
It's gone when you think it has begun.
You're waking up in a fright young people.
I suddenly realise my time is so short.
And it's like yesterday.
It began.
Be careful, this moment, old life, what
you do with it, in the light of
eternity, be careful.
In Ezekiel 33 verse 7, God warned this
prophet, God warned this prophet, so thou, O
son of man, I have set thee a
watchman unto the house of Israel, therefore thou
shalt hear the word at my mouth, thou
shalt hear the word at my mouth, and
warn them from me.
When I say unto the wicked, when I
say unto the wicked, O wicked man, thou
shalt surely die, if thou does not speak
and warn the wicked from his way, if
thou does not speak and warn the wicked
from his way, that wicked man will die
in his iniquity, but his blood will I
require at thine hand, if thou does not
speak to warn the wicked from his way,
that wicked man shall die in his iniquity,
but his blood will I require at thine
hand.
But nevertheless, if thou warn the wicked of
his way to turn from it, if he
do not turn from his way, he shall
die in his iniquity, but thou hast delivered
thy soul.
Do you think this is the only man
that ever lived that God would be so
grieved at, if he failed to warn those
who God intended him to warn of God's
judgment?
Do you think this is the only man
that ever lived that God would be so
grieved at, if he failed to warn the
wicked to turn or burn?
The old preacher used to say, if you
preach that today, you'll burn.
In the light, in the light of God's
judgments, his warnings and judgments that are strewn
across the pages of this book to anyone
that opens this book honestly, and not as
a hypocritical, lying, defying, perverted truth preacher.
In the light of all the warnings of
God's judgment and hell that are strewn across
the pages of this book, I would like
to ask two fearful questions here
this morning.
Firstly, to the saved, saved from hell and
judgment, to the saved, do you warn men?
Do you warn men to flee from the
wrath to come, to prepare themselves to meet
with God?
Do you warn men to flee from the
wrath to come?
How many men have you walked past?
How many men have you passed since you
have been saved, since you have been saved,
that you could have warned, that you should
have warned of what they will face for
all eternity?
Most of them, because no one warned, who
could have warned.
This world could be won in one year,
ten times, if every born-again Christian witnessed
as they ought to.
This world could have heard the gospel, if
every one of us did everything we could
and should have.
Don't doubt that.
Don't blame God for the multitudes who don't
hear.
Not this God.
Secondly, I ask this question to the unsaved,
to the lost, to the lost here today,
does it offend you, does it offend you
so, if someone warns you of the judgments
strewn through this book from the heart of
God, that any man standing in the pulpit
that neglects to warn men, their blood will
be on his hands, because of his defiance
and neglect of souls?
Does it offend you, if someone warns you
earnestly, of the judgment you certainly, tragically but
certainly will face for all eternity, if you
reject the gospel of Christ while you are
able to receive it?
Does it offend you, if a preacher preaches
the things that God himself said, that God
of love warns and warns and warns and
warns and warns?
Does it offend you, if someone you know,
someone in your family, some preacher, anyone dares
to talk of the judgments of God, that
you will face so?
Most in this week that are going to
face it are under the age of 20,
because of the overpopulation explosion, most people on
the earth are under the age of 20,
did you know that?
Most people who die every week are by
far the majority, way over 50 percent, are
under the age of 20 and die, as
we should know, right now they will die.
In their masses, sir, like waves is dying.
Does it offend you?
Is it an offense to you, soul?
My mother had nine brothers and sisters, her
elder brother, his name was Peter, my uncle
Peter, Peter was a very famous name in
my country, South African champion, so were some
of her other brothers, he excels, makes the
most famous soccer team, football team in the
whole nation, manager, trainer, other clubs and things
that were South African champions, the teams, oh
this man was something, in a sports crazy
country.
Uncle Peter was my father's best friend from
childhood, when they were seven they would take
the ball in the field and kick, always
together, schooling together, my mother now marries Uncle
Peter's closest friend, my darling father.
Through the years he's always there, Peter's always
there, all I remember is Peter arriving, with
baked cakes and bread and fruit and everything,
Peter arriving, always wanted to see daddy, always
wanted to be my father, inseparable.
The years go by, there was this friend
who was like a brother to him, at
the age of 51 my father, an alcoholic,
everything lying in ruins, his marriage, his children,
everything, at the age of 51 my father
found Jesus Christ.
My father smashed the bottles, weeping, never touched
a drink till he died, wouldn't have champagne,
wouldn't have wine, nothing!
He'd come in his home, he's destroyed my
life, threw down his cigarettes over 60 a
day for over 20 years, an alcoholic for
over 20 years, weak and staggering, falling, never
to touch these things again, picking up this
book and devouring it like a man who's
fired, a source of survival, who suffocated but
couldn't get enough till he died of this
book and the day he was saved.
Daddy was mightily saved and he staggered every
single person on this earth who knew him,
was stunned, beginning with his children.
My father, what really did stagger us though,
was from that day my father seemed desperate
to bring everyone in his family, everyone he
knew, everyone he loved, everyone had to come
to Christ.
He could not rest, he could not sit
there speaking about sports, speaking about politics, he
could not bear diverting from warning souls he
loved.
It staggered everyone, it bonded everyone, everyone was
undone.
He wept as he pled with the souls
that were his own blood.
His friends, my father, warned, sweeping, with the
scriptures he picks up, daily of judgments and
hell for eternity, if someone rejects or neglects
or does not find the Christ of this
Bible in vital reality.
Uncle Peter arrives and my father looked at
him and began to weep as he warns
reading of the judgments God sees are eternal
on a soul that lives in sin and
dies unrepentant of that sin.
He pleads with Uncle Peter, my Uncle Peter
stood quaking, have you ever seen a man
quaking in fear?
He quaked in fear, his eyes full of
tears and mouth open, gasping in shock at
who is telling him this.
And we all looked wondering.
Uncle Peter said these words to him shouting,
Stop now and never ever speak to me
of this again or I will hate you
till you die.
We all looked waiting to see what my
father would do to his best friend in
this world.
My father with tears said, Peter, if I
stop, if I stop warning you then I
will hate you, then I hate you.
I cannot stop, I cannot stop till you
find Christ.
My Uncle Peter walked from our home.
He refused to see my father till the
day he died.
He would not look at my father, he
would not speak to my father, he missed
occasions, he missed...
He wouldn't come to my father's funeral.
As that church flowed overflowing with people reverencing
my father's memory, worshipping God, my Uncle Peter
would not come to his closest friend's funeral.
He'd have nothing to do with him even
at his death.
He would not acknowledge him.
Why?
Tell me, can I ask every one of
you?
Does it offend you?
I mean offend you if someone, even if
it's someone you love, you learn to hate,
you hate till they die.
Does it offend you if someone in your
own family warns you of what God, God
tells them they must warn you of?
I was preaching in the town a while
ago and the gentleman in his home we
were staying, he said something that really staggered
me.
He said that just prior to my coming,
his brother had died at the funeral in
this church, this large church in this community.
Everyone who knew him in life came.
The family, the friends, the community, it was
packed.
The priest, sir, stood up and said, God
has released him from his sufferings.
He gave certain verses, this man's in heaven.
God has taken him from his sufferings and
the torment he was in, from his excruciating
suffering, from his sickness that's so long.
God's released him.
We wouldn't want him back from where he
is.
Oh, he wanted to comfort everyone with scriptures.
Eventually, this man, I was staying with him
and his wife, he stood up to represent
the family, to say thank you, like the
eulogy, for everyone that had traveled from near
or far.
And afterwards he stood and he said these
words from the pulpit.
As he turned to this priest who was
sitting behind him, Sir, you said my brother
has been released from his suffering and pain.
He is now in a place, sir, you're
wrong.
My brother has never ever known such excruciating
suffering and pain as he knows now from
the moment he died.
This book, this book assures me of that,
though I weep.
And I will not let it be a
lie, even his death become a lie.
He carried a Bible to church.
Yes, but that didn't save him.
My brother and every one of you in
this building know died in his sin.
He never turned from sin.
I pled with him, I begged him, warning
him, quoting his sin.
God assures us, be not deceived, no unrighteous
person shall enter the kingdom of heaven.
Not that defilers shall enter therein and the
names of the...
He never ever repented from that sin.
God assures me, and you, you will never
go to heaven unless you repent of that.
My brother died in his sin.
He would never repent.
No matter how we pled, he died with
nothing of ever repenting.
So my brother is screaming in such agony
now.
We never heard such screams, the agony he
knew before he died.
It was sickness.
He said, brother, that preacher started to groan
in anger, shaking his head.
In anger at someone who was telling what
this Bible said.
Is the truth.
He was angry at truth.
Because truth offends, you see.
That's why men don't say, they don't want
to lose their tithe.
Don't mind your soul going to hell.
Let me tell you someone who loves you,
sir.
Someone who warns of what he knows your
plight is.
A man who cares nothing for your soul,
he just wants your tendons and your tithe
so that he can have a beautiful car
and pay the electricity bill and live in
comfort.
He'll never warn you.
What's the difference?
He doesn't want your soul, he just wants
your money.
He said, brother, the rest is a church.
There were people all over groaning like the
minister.
No, in anger.
And I said, listen, I don't know what
the full repercussions of what I've done is
going to be.
How ostracized I'm going to become for being
truthful.
But I will not let this opportunity go.
Just in case there's one soul sitting here
that's not hypocritically enough to deny this truth.
One soul that might take this and find
themselves through my brother's death and through my
warning at his death of what God says.
One soul might be here that won't be
offended by God or man preaching what God
says.
Who might seek God's salvation here today and
then it's worth it.
Worth being ostracized by all of you and
facing whatever persecutions you're going to put upon
me.
For being honest with God's words.
In God's book.
Does it offend you if someone warns you
of the truth?
Does that make him a fanatical evil man?
Doing something unacceptable to stand in the pulpit
of God with this book and tell what
God says?
When God tells us he will be grieved.
Deeply grieved.
Their blood will be on your hands if
you don't warn them.
God warns.
Does it offend you, sir?
Unsaved soul.
Knowing therefore the terror of the Lord we
persuade men.
2 Corinthians 5 verse 11.
Knowing therefore the terror of the Lord we
persuade men.
Do you?
Do you, child of God?
Once again.
Knowing.
What would a preacher say?
You know what God says.
Knowing the terror that we persuade men.
When did you last?
When did you last try and persuade a
man, a woman, a child to seek God
and not face what you know they're going
to face for eternity?
Because no one warned them, most of them.
My father, his mother, my granny was old
and frail and sick for a long, long
time and weakening by the day.
Daddy was so desperate that she didn't die
without Christ.
It was so overwhelming we didn't know how
to handle it.
She didn't know how to handle it.
This weak old lady, sickly, she says to
me one day, Keith, listen, you've got to
stop your father.
I can't take any more.
He comes here, he sends preachers to my
door in this beautiful place for the frail
that Daddy put her in.
The best there was in their frailness to
be kept.
He sent preachers just about every day, telling
me your son made me come to the
door saying I've got to make sure you
know about the meeting.
Now you've got to come.
Keith, my back is so sore I've got
to sit there and listen to these men
who never know when to end.
I can't sit through these meetings.
I can't go any more.
My eyes are so weak.
Your daddy comes along with a Bible and
says now all these verses I've highlighted, there's
a little markers there and you turn to
them.
All about the judgments of God upon souls
for eternity and that you must be saved.
She says, Keith, my boy, I said to
your daddy I can't, my eyes are sore.
Look at my eyes, they were bloodshot, I
must be honest.
She says, your daddy comes now with the
biggest Bible in the world.
Look at it.
The prints are about this size.
All marked.
Now you can't argue you will read and
I'll come back daily with more verses to
mark and we'll discuss the verses you had.
I am not going to let you die
without God.
She says, Keith, listen I am grateful to
God what's happened to your father.
I see the change and I'm worshipping God.
I thank God.
Don't get me wrong, boy.
I prayed for you, my boy, since you
were born every day.
I prayed when you went astray, when you
broke everyone's heart boy.
I was the one crying to God.
When I was a young mother it was
a depression, an economic depression recession across the
world.
There was no work.
My husband left me with three children.
I had to wash clothes for hours until
my hands were dry and warped and hurting
every day day after day, month after month,
year after year to stay alive.
To stay alive, my boy.
There were times I couldn't stay alive and
I cried weeping to God to help me
to stay alive and Keith, when I prayed
someone would come to that door and put
food and groceries in my hands.
When I cried, when I groaned as I
was on my knees sometimes they would come.
You say I'm not a Christian why would
God answer my prayers?
I'm not going to hell, my boy.
I'm offended now that you people change and
become good and now you look at good
people and say we're going to hell because
we didn't know we'd do the wickedness you
did.
Now you tell your father to stop or
I am going to be truly offended, my
boy as others have become offended by your
daddy the way he's carrying on.
So I went to my father and I
said to him, father, you've got to slow
down with granny.
I appreciate your concern but daddy, granny is
becoming truly angry like others.
You've got to slow down daddy I'll never
forget for eternity how my father stood when
I said those words and began to weep.
He wept and he cried in such a
way, these words to me that I am
still shaken by what my father said to
me.
He said with a loud voice, my boy
I stood watching my father die and I
didn't have the gospel of Jesus to give
him the way he died with such torment
and fear of facing God and his sin
the agony, the suffering, the fear the scream,
the way my father died and I was
helpless I will never see my father again
for all eternity.
I know that.
Don't you tell me to watch my father
die like that.
I don't care what you say my boy
or others.
While she lives and she's frail, she could
go any day.
I will not slow down I will do
everything in my faculty of my being to
make her come to Christ and I will
not slow down Don't you dare tell me
to let my mother die like my father
died.
Now that I know how to face death
with peace Let me shock you all.
My granny was gloriously saved.
Not just saved, you know that this kind
of worry, wonder is their food.
When daddy heard that granny had been saved
he said it's not enough God.
I opened my eyes and looked at him
and he's praying.
It's not enough God.
I'm not satisfied You've got to let her
live long enough to make me know she's
truly saved.
I want to see.
You saved her to be at peace and
you know God touched my granny and gave
her about 7, 8 years of better health
than she had known for 20 years and
my granny was so saved she nearly turned
the world upside down Oh no more sore
back.
She dragged everybody with all their moans.
You've got to hear the truth before you
die and go to hell.
By the way Isa Noyes divided the scriptures
and went with her mock Bible to soul
upon soul.
You've got to read I'm coming back.
Hallelujah She was saved mightily.
How could she not have been saved with
a son like that?
I want you to ask yourself what hope
did she have of not being saved with
a son like that?
Your mother to have
a free will.
But few can escape the love of Christ
constraining us like my father was constrained by
God's love for every man.
When my brother 3 years older than me
was saved he came to the church hating
what he was doing He didn't want to
go.
He thought these people are crazy.
They're fanatics I don't want to be like
this He feared becoming like these fanatical crazy
Christians but he went just to pacify them
and get them over his back He sat
there and he thought to himself I don't
want this I'm going to switch off.
I don't want to hear this I'm not
interested.
I don't want to be like this Can
you imagine coming to church like what are
you doing in church?
Did you come here for God?
I want you to answer.
Did you come here seeking God?
You sit there not wanting to be here.
You're just pacifying people Sometimes you have to
pacify them by coming otherwise you get a
bit of moles Now people come to church
nothing of God in their heart.
They don't want God Impossible.
Someone's like that here today My brother couldn't
switch off.
Do you know why?
He wanted to try but he couldn't switch
off An old man stood in the pulpit.
The Godliest man I ever knew in my
entire life was William McFarland He was all
white, thin A bird in his heart was
his book As few men could quote it
in the history of the church And this
man who preached as few men have ever
been anointed in the history of the church
I have no doubt of that.
He stood there and tears poured down his
face As he quoted the judgments of God
One passage after the other from the heart
and the lips of God What God says
will happen to the soul On and on
My brother had never heard the word hell
in his life from a pulpit And we
had been to many pulpits.
We used to change churches as we changed
girlfriends And believe me we had a lot
of girlfriends As unsaved, saintly, ignorant of what
God said My brother had never ever heard
A preacher in his life from all the
churches we had been to Ever use the
word hell, judgment, repentance Nothing judgmental.
It's just religion.
No matter what you're living, no matter what
you're going to walk out there doing You
don't say them but that's what you imply.
You're all Christians We're born Christians, born in
a Christian country and you could It's a
social God.
Oh my brother, the only time he ever
heard the word hell Was in a blasphemous
joke.
Otherwise he'd never heard the word hell in
his life Not from any pulpit, from any
preacher in his life That preached what God
says.
If they don't preach the blood is on
your hands Even if you're unsaved.
But you know it's there and you stand
there With this book.
As if you know This book.
And people look to you to know what
God's content and you keep the truth From
them.
You either take away from this book or
add to it Just pacify your doctrine, your
understanding, your Leanings.
There's a lie of what's in that book
Just to be religious.
Oh be careful.
My brother Listening to this man weeping.
He'd never heard a man weep in the
pulpit And this man believed this book, these
judgments were so true He wept.
I heard a preacher once say when I
was a young Christian Can a preacher preach
on hell unless he's wept over it Can
he preach in truth on hell unless he's
wept over it I remember sitting in that
chair trembling And there was that statement My
brother ran, he fell He was so fearful
Enough weeping thrown before God And the old
man left the siren and my brother was
my salvation What percentage of people that came
to Christ do you believe will come to
Christ if it's just love You know God
loves you.
Don't talk about their sin or judgment Would
you give up sin just because God loves
you Would you get desperate about your sin
if you didn't know judgment The God of
love warns you because he loves you of
the judgment you will face And that he's
made a way out.
But you have to repent You have to
turn or burn That's what this book preaches.
And any preacher that doesn't preach it loud
and clear Oh in one moment preacher you're
standing before God and I pity your soul
Do we have compassion on men's
souls Now I'm going to need to stagger
you here Does your compassion for the lost
end Stop just at your little family Because
they affect you.
You're praying You're truly growing.
God saved this boy.
Why?
Because he's making your life a little bit
easier.
Tell me where is your compassion You taste
the death of every man.
You know one of the words that staggered
me most in my life Was John Wesley.
When I heard That Wesley said these words
I couldn't I haven't recovered to this day.
It turned me The world The world is
my parish.
Not the four walls Not the denomination.
Not this little group Not those who have
same mind doctrinally you know perfectly otherwise I
don't care I just want them.
I want to influence them No the world
is my responsibility Christ Jesus tasted death for
every man this book says And the love
of Christ constrains me to want Every man.
I might not bring every man But I
while I have breath in my body would
do everything in my being To win the
world to God.
Now did God mock such a man Was
that presumptuous?
A bit overboard That man brought two thirds
of Britain's England's population to Christ.
Two thirds of a nation Turned to God
under his ministry Never in England's history did
anything like that ever happen before since The
King of England When Wesley died said Wesley
will be buried In Westminster Abbey Where the
monarchies from the year 810 Lie.
With their efficacies, their bodies Their tombs, their
names Wesley will lie with the kings and
the monarchy of England For never did a
man greater service to England In our history
than John Wesley The King of England said.
You see France France had a bloodbath and
the royalty and the nobility were wiped out
Most of them slaughtered It was spilling over
to England but God raised up Wesley The
poor had mercy on the nobility Suddenly found
respect for their souls The rich, the wealthy,
the nobleness, multitudes Turned to Christ and suddenly
found compassion on the poor that no nation
Had ever sown in history And England paved
a way for what a Christian nation should
be In Wesley's lifetime and thereafter for a
good while The world is my parish.
You know that his name Hundreds of years
after his death still staggers Christians throughout the
world Preachers, their hearts condemning them listening to
his compassion His standard, his uncompromising goal no
matter what rose up against him And what
God did, do you think God mocks a
man And even now all these years later
there's few nations on earth that haven't been
affected Greatly by John Wesley in their history
since his life The world is my parish.
Do you have compassion Sir of the soul
beyond the borders of your own Inner circle
because they affect you.
Beloved I have met many Christians Many of
them you have their books You have their
videos.
You've sat at their feet.
I don't know why God Did that.
He mercifully helped that the godly of this
nation and of other Nations in the world
walked up to me putting their arms around
me.
Many of them weeping And praying with me
and for me.
I've had the Privilege to be with godly,
godly men across this world Men who every
faculty of their being wanted to win the
world For Christ and oh how God has
used some of them beyond comprehension How much
of the world has been witnessed to through
their one Life.
There are such men Who do everything in
their capacity to warn every soul they can
on earth while they have In my mission,
the mission of society I belong to in
Africa.
It's the second oldest mission in Africa That
survived.
Thousands of missionaries Went throughout Africa from this
mission.
The man who Was more fruitful than any
other single worker in our History, in our
mission.
His name was Ethelbert Schmidt I was saved
the day he died.
For some Reason his family took me under
his wing.
Under their wing And I sat and I
knew throughout the nation, everywhere The soul would
come to God through this man walking with
God I knew this man and being in
this home with this godly Woman and these
lovely children, learning to love them.
I just Asked questions about the man I
never had the privilege to meet.
Now Heta One of the daughters, Henrietta, we
called her Heta She said he had a
sense of humor, you know, he was human
A sense of humor, unlike jokes He saw
the funny side of situations that were normal
And used to laugh and make people laugh
at the situation, even other missionaries Well, she
said Our work, the AEB, the vehicles Trust
me, I'm going to write a book on
this, I think That we as missionaries had
to drive.
It warrants a whole Sermon.
You had to really have faith to stay
alive in those vehicles But oh, she said
the vehicle my father had And many of
the others, she said, was a big Black
van.
That's what God gave him, that's all he
had Not just a nice piece into the
vehicle, but it was all big black vans
You know, and all across it, all the
workers used to write in big paint The
judgments of God all over To flee from
the wrath to come, you know, after death,
what, and all All over, this big van
that could hold a lot of workers And
young people, but this is how she had
to go to school In this big black
van, she said She said, I would drive,
there's daddy, he lets me out In the
front of the school, hundreds of pupils all
going up the stairs to school And every
last one would just stop in silence with
their mouths Open, most of them, looking at
this van, the judgments of God Other children
were all with their fathers in a dignified
Way, you know, with lovely vehicles.
But here I had to arrive With this
horrific vehicle, and all these judgments And I
used to crawl, you know, just look at
them, my heart sunk And I used to
walk past them, they looked at me passing,
you know Oh, every day was a nightmare.
So one day I said to my daddy
Daddy, wouldn't you let me climb Out of
the car here a little bit before the
school?
I want to walk Isn't it a walk?
Oh, all right.
So she said Please, I got out of
the car for the first time Since I
started school, and I walked with my head
up high No one was looking at me
with their mouths open Silence didn't fall, I
walked up those stairs And suddenly I heard
this Hoot, you call it a horn Only
that car had that sound I knew it
was him Now this hoot is going on,
everybody's looking at us So I turned, and
daddy had run the window down And put
his head out.
Bye bye, Hector darling With all the judgments,
you know.
So I said, that was cruel I wouldn't
have done that to you If you were
my daughter.
Oh, she said he wasn't cruel, he just
had a sense of humour Like you, and
he just saw what was going on Amazing
Otto Koenig, I don't know if you've heard
of the pineapple story Otto Koenig, he was
in my meeting I was preaching and I
said the pineapple man, I shouldn't have said
that It's a pineapple story, but anyway So
he just looked at me a little bit
down, you know, this Dutchman And big, long,
grey hair, big grey hair, you know, well
Godly man, Otto Koenig, and I have had
some wonderful times at the den, sir In
your country.
Oh, he's a godly man What a wonderful
man.
His book is all over the world and
his life Mr. Gossard, I think, published on
the pineapple story And influenced many martyrs.
His tape's all over the world In Africa,
the youth love Otto Koenig so badly That
it's a bit of a problem.
My wife says to me On the farm,
all the cousins, all the family, all the
young people Right in the night, now everybody's
trying to sleep, and here on the farm,
they're all lying on their backs All around
the living room, in the lounge, listening to
Otto Koenig with the tape Screaming with laughter,
you know, at this man's honesty Of what
he was, and how he cuts, and they're
all laughing Suddenly the scripture's in front of
you.
There's all She said, we'd all get up
two o'clock in the morning, saying, you've
got to put those tapes up now And
the whole lot's screaming, no!
Two o'clock in the morning Find me
another preacher on earth, the teenagers, who'd say
two o'clock in the morning, no!
Hallelujah, that there's such a godly man If
you haven't heard his tapes and the pineapple
story series alone You're in poverty, insane That's
so that you will get them, but what
a wonderful man But Otto Koenig comes along
when I'm preaching about annually This year he's
coming also somewhere in Pennsylvania on this tour,
and he Arrives and sometimes, oh, and I
forget him, and when he arrives The people
who've organized the meetings for me say, Mr.
Daniel Would you mind if Otto Koenig was
here in the meetings, if we got him
to preach also Everybody loves him, of course
you must get him preaching So they got
him preaching in between my services, and everybody
Talks to him, but he is something, he
arrives Every year, not in a car In
a hearse, now that's carefully, calculatedly Chosen for
a reason, there's this hearse It's got a
coffin in it, and with his white hair
You know, stateliness, and dignity, and the suit,
the black suit He drives, like the real
thing, the undertaker And as he drives, now
this hearse has got the scriptures Judgment after
death, it is appointed unto men once to
die, but after this Is the judgment, not
only in this vehicle But all this big
flock on the top, all the judgments Of
God, and he drives through the freeways of
America Wherever he preaches, well, I said, what
happens when you drive I mean, what happens,
people passing you Do they look at you,
do they get offended Oh yes, especially these
big lorries Strong, rough fellows, you know, these
big things that are like their God It's
their business, well, they drive and they blow
This horn like you can't believe, it's like
a foghorn from a ship You know, in
their offence, they put their fists out Screaming,
and shouting, and even swearing obscene words You
know, a crazy fanatic And they give even
obscene signs with their hands In their anger
at someone who's got all the judgment He
says, the Christians, oh they Hallelujah brother, they
slow down, praise the Lord I said, you
don't mind all these people Fists and swearing,
and horrible obscene signs In their face, that's
why I do it Because I want to
know who to pray for, for God to
save And there's no mistake, who's saved who
passes me, and who's unsaved There they are
screaming, yes, save him Lord, he's definitely going
to hell Well, Otto Kuhning is red, but
real Hallelujah, bless the dear Lord For such
a man as that, I know a preacher
in our country Years ago, he did this
when I was young in the faith, he
was so desperate Because so few had come
to Christ, though he pleaded with them about
the judgments of God And to come and
escape, and it's in a very strange area
I won't go into the details, but I've
preached in those areas But here these people
in their hundreds are sitting Sunday after Sunday,
this man preaching the truth So he got
desperate, so what did he do?
One Sunday morning, they all come to church
There's a coffin, a big black coffin In
the front of the church, on the wheels
Borrowed bouquets all around, little pieces of paper,
all writings All around this coffin, the lid
is off The lid is off, it was
dead be silent Death