What the palmerworm left, the caterpillar eaten. What the Methodist left, the Baptist eaten. What the Baptist left, the Presbyterian eaten. What the Presbyterian left, the Pentecost eaten. Till it’s got to a place, God…Why, you stripped the tree of everything it’s got. All the power, all the joy, all the good things that God give to His Church on the day of Pentecost, they’ve tore it out. Nothing left but a big church name. Haaa. Hallelujah! Brother, let me tell you what this world needs tonight is a gulf, a Church. Now, the old dead tree is standing there. Oh, sure. “We got a name.” Sure. You was once a tree but what about now? That’s the Pentecostal church too. Got the hardest kick I ever got about Divine healing, was from a Assemblies of God man. That’s exactly right. He told me that he…

Palmerworm, Locust, Cankerworm, Caterpillar, 1953-06-12, Connersville, IN, §49