But when the day of Pentecost had fully come, they were all in one place in one accord, not saying, “I’m Methodist. I’m Baptist. I’m Lutheran. I’m this.” They were in one place and one accord. And suddenly there came from heaven a sound, not up the road, not from the seminary, but from heaven, a sound like a rushing mighty wind. And It filled all the house where they were setting. And the Holy Ghost fell upon them. There they went out into the streets, staggering stammering going on like a bunch of drunk men. Wait a minute, friend. The blessed virgin Mary had to go in there and get the same thing. And if God would not suffer the virgin Mary to come into heaven without receiving the baptism of the Holy Ghost, don’t think you can wrap yourself around some church and get in with anything less. You’re going to get the Holy Ghost or be out. That’s all. That’s all. That’s the Gospel teaching, brother. It might burn you up, and scorch you, and blister you, and everything else, but it’ll do you good.

The Resurrection of Lazarus, 1951-07-29, Erie, PA, §71