Aaron when he went into the holiest of holies once a year, he had to wear a certain kind of a garment, and he had to be anointed, and he had to take blood with him. Is that right? And on the hem of his garment he had a pomegranate and a bell—a pomegranate and a bell; and as he walked he had to make that play “Holy, holy, holy unto the Lord.” And only way that they knowed that that man was still alive that God hadn’t slayed him back there in behind the curtain is because that noise. They could hear the bell a ringing. I tell you; the only way I know there’s any life in the church, when a little noise gets started somewhere, you know, just a little “amen” once in a while or a little something you know, make a little noise. Some of them said, “Well, Brother Branham, it’s emotional.” Well, I can scientifically prove to you anything without emotion is dead. So if your religion hasn’t got any emotion in it, bury the thing (That’s right.) ’cause it’s no good. It’s dead. So I can see now this Zacharias. Let’s get a little drama here. He’s down, him and his wife, they’d wanted a child for years and years, prayed, lived upright. Looked like the thing was just going to pass by; he wasn’t going to get the baby. But it’s just in the darkest of hour when Jesus comes, when God always answers.

Believest Thou This?, 1953-09-06, Chicago, IL, §33