Somebody said to me not long ago, said, “Brother Branham, you’re preaching this new kind of salvation, aren’t you?”
I said, “No, sir.”
Said, “Ain’t you got some of this new salvation?”
I said, “No. I got a new case of the old salvation.” That’s right. I said, “This is the oldest there is.”
Said, “When was it organized?”
I said, “Before the world was ever founded.”
Said, “How do you get that?”
I said, “Job 7:27 said, ‘Where was you when I laid the foundation of the world, when the morning stars sang together and the sons of God shouted for joy?’” Well this old-time, heartfelt, sky-blue, sin-killing religion shouting, why, my, it’s older than the Bible. It’s older than the hills. It’s older—it’s older than the earth. It’s not new. It’s something old. Just being a new case of it. Don’t get inoculated from it. Come to it.