We say the…“Oh, here’s the sign of the believer: He goes to church. He’s a good man. He pays his debts.” That’s fine. I have nothing to say about that. He educates his children. That’s dandy. I have nothing to say about that. But that’s not the sign of a believer. Even to preach the Gospel is not the sign of a believer. Jesus said, “These signs follow the believer. In My Name they cast out devils; they speak with new tongues; they take up serpents; and they drink deadly things will not harm them. If they lay their heads on—hands on the sick, they shall recover.” And today you do it, they’ll laugh at you. They got a form of godliness but denying the power thereof. Brother, I don’t want to be Balaam, but I say like Balaam. When he come back and he seen what God had done to that bunch of holy-rollers, he said, “Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like his.” Amen. I say the same thing.

Earnestly Contending for the Faith That Was Once Delivered to the Saints, 1953-06-14, Connersville, IN, §63