In a few minutes, here they come back up the steps, tears streaming down their cheeks…Ah-ha, Satan lost his hold then. See? Now, there’s where it’s at. See? Now, that settled it. But as long as that sin was under there, no matter how loud you scream, how hard you stomp, how much oil you pour on, how loud you pray, or how easy you pray, or whatever you do, that devil will stay right there. ’Cause he has a legal right, as long as you got unconfessed sin. That’s right. And you’ll watch on the platform…You seldom here me say something about, “I cast out this devil.” I have to see first whether it’s the will of God to do that first. I’ll pray for the person, but never call over that demon.

How the Angel Came to Me, 1953-11-09, Owensboro, KY, §47