Peter, here, I can imagine seeing the people press upon him to hear the Word of God that came from his lips. He didn’t speak like an ordinary man. He was a great…he’s…he might not have been so forceful, but his words had such a weight, the people loved him. There was something different. I can imagine seeing the apostle Peter setting down there on a chunk. He’d toiled all night and hadn’t taken any fish and had washed their nets out and set down, discouraged. He was setting down there, maybe, and said, “Well, here comes that—that Preacher, Divine Healer. We’re, see what He says.” And as Jesus begin to speak, I can see the apostle moving up just a little closer, a little closer, to hear what He had to say. And after a while, Jesus looked at him, borrowed his boat, and stepped out in it. And Jesus never borrows nothing unless He pays you back double for what He uses. If you’ve got a little faith, let Him have it awhile. He’ll make it great. That’s right. Like the fishes in the little boy’s hand: it was just, it could’ve only fed him; but in Jesus’ hand, it fed five thousand. It may be a little thing with you, but just give it over to Him, and watch Him bless it and bless others with it. And what little faith you have tonight, give it over to Him and He’ll bless it and He’ll use it for His glory. Then as they moved out, Jesus said, “Now, launch out into the deep and let down for the draught.” So, he let down the net. He said, “Now, Lord, we’re fishermen. We know what’s…when the signs are right. And now, we’ve fished all night and haven’t taken anything; but at Thy Word, I’m just going to let down the net.” See, there it is. No matter how much you’ve tried, “At Thy Word.” No matter how many times the doctor has told you, you can’t get well, “At Thy Word, Lord, I’m going to let down the net, now.” Say, “Brother Branham, I been sick for twenty-five years.” Yeah, Sarah was barren for ninety, too. But at God’s Word, she taken His Word. See? No matter what it is, you take His Word. There’d never been a baby borned in this world without a earthly father, but Mary, when the Angel met her, she said, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to Thy Word.” She took God at His Word. You take Him at His Word. The Hebrew children taken Him at His Word, and everyone that’s ever amounted to anything in life, taken Him at His Word: Warriors, George Washington, one of the fathers of our country; Abraham Lincoln turned his face to the setting of the sun and said, “Our Father Who art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name.” Not long ago, I guess I told you of it, I was in a coliseum. I seen the dress where that man’s blood poured out. There was an old colored man walking around there, just a little rim of white hair on the back of his head. I seen, he was looking for something. All at once, he jumped and the tears rolled down his cheeks and he looked down. He—he started saying a prayer, praying like that. And I watched him a little bit. I touched him after he got through praying. I said, “Uncle,” I said, “I’m a minister and I was wondering why you were so—so excited; what made you say the prayer.” He said, “Is you a minister?” And I said…he said, “Look right down here.” And I looked down there. Only thing I seen was a little old dress laying there. He said, “But Reverend, across here’s where a slave belt went one time.” He said, “And that’s the blood of Abraham Lincoln.” And said, “The…that blood is what taken that slave belt off of me,” said, “No wonder I can say a prayer.” And I thought, “Oh, God.” I, just shocked. I stepped back. I thought, “If the blood of Abraham Lincoln would excite a colored man to free him from slavery, what ought the Blood of Jesus Christ to do?” What respects ought we to ought to have for that precious Blood. Oh, my, and how that God wants to bless us tonight.

At Thy Word, 1951-05-06, Los Angeles, CA, §10