Hell No Exits — Leonard Ravenhill

The Book of Revelation: Majesty, Mystery, and Misery

Like I said, every preacher has his own method of preparation, and usually when I finish here Friday night, I go home, I don't sleep much, but I try and get something from the Lord for the next Friday night.

And if I haven't much to do on Saturday, I spend Saturday preparing for the next Friday night. But Sunday night I'm going to preach, I'm going to preach Assembly of God Church. I think the favorite text of Pentecostals is, none of these things move me.

Thank you. But not many people want to be moved anymore. So I'm going to do what? Assembly of God Church at Shady Grove. That's a bad name, isn't it? Shady Grove in Dallas, I think. Six o 'clock, Sunday night.

I want you all to come to sing. You did such a good job tonight. The book of Revelation, we're not going to stay here long in this part. The book of Revelation, chapter 20. When I think of this book, I think of three things.

To me, the book of Revelation is a book of majesty, it's a book of mystery, and it's a book of misery. Because it tells me about the end of time, and it tells me about beyond the end of time. If your faith needs a lift now and again, don't keep forever running to Romans 8 .28, you'll warm it up.

Why not get something inspiring? Why not get out of time into eternity? A preacher came to see me a few days ago, he said, you talk about the Puritans, you talk about Hawker and Owen, and some of those majestic characters.

What's the difference between those men in the 1600s and the men today? Oh, that's easy to answer. They lived in eternity, we live in time. Yes, yes. Worse or worse though, we're always talking about numbers, the unsaved, the lost, that's right.

But first of all, if you're going to get inspiration, we've got to look unto Jesus, the author and the finisher of our faith. Yes. This is an awesome chapter, chapter 20. Let me read from verse 11, And I saw great white thing.

Again, my quip is, I'm reading from the King James Version, you know, the living Bible. And I saw great white throne and him that sat upon it, from whose face the heavens and the earth fled away. Can you think of anything more awesome than that?

It doesn't say who sits on the throne. I believe God himself sits there. The believers, Paul says, we are going to be, we all of us are going to the judgment seat of Christ. This is not the judgment seat of Christ.

This is the judgment seat of God, in this 20th chapter. From his face the heavens and the earth fled away and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God. And the books were opened and another book was opened, which is the book of life.

And the dead were judged out of those things which are written in the books according to their works. The sea gave up the dead which were in it. Death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them.

They were judged every man according to their works. And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. Last Monday night I said to my wife, I said, Sweetheart, I'm going in my office for a while.

I wrote my Bible in this chapter. I began to read it. I read it often, maybe thousands of times over the years. But as I read this suddenly it seemed as though this, I felt like a man going down the road and he gets ambushed.

There's somebody behind the bush and they grab hold of him and just make him look and listen. I read this last verse in the 20th chapter. Crucifixion was not found written in the book of life. No, pardon me, the 14th verse.

Death and hell were cast into the lake of fire and this is the second death. It's mentioned again in the next chapter. The second death. You can listen to your TV and radio evangelist for 10 years, you won't hear a sermon on the second death.

They hardly dare preach on the first death, never mind the second one. When did you last hear a sermon on TV about hell? About everlasting destruction? It's not fashionable. It doesn't bring the money in.

It doesn't tickle the ears. It tickles the conscience. Crucifixion was not found written in the book of life. It was cast into the lake of fire. I sat at my desk and the tears began to pour down my face.

The Lord shot the name of a man into my mind. I've never seen the man in my life. I knew he used to be considerably wealthy. I don't know much about his name even. I know his son. I love his son very well.

I began to think about that man with all his privileges in social life and everything, but his name is not in the book of life. And he's going to be participating in this second death. There's only one way to understand this, I think, and that is to go into the gospel recorded by Luke and the 16th chapter.

The Rich Man and Lazarus: Mercy Before Eternity

There are wonderful expositions of what we call the Sermon on the Mount. They're called in the scripture the Beatitudes. You know why they're called the Beatitudes? Without being facetious, because they should be the attitudes of every believer.

That's the normal Christian life, not the abnormal Christian life. The normal Christian life is holiness. Outside of that is sickness. Luke chapter 16. Again, I was going to say that when you read Matthew 7 and you read through the Beatitudes and then suddenly you bump into Jesus saying something that you hadn't noticed about, because three times in the Beatitudes it mentions hell.

But we stress all the beautiful things about the Beatitudes. Verse 19 of chapter 16. There was a certain man which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and he fed sumptuously or extravagantly every day.

And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus which laid at his gate full of sores. Now notice there are two beggars in this story. One begs in time and the other begs in eternity. The other is begging at the gates hoping he can get a few crumbs.

But you'll find a little later in verse 24 that this man cried and said, Father Abraham have mercy on me. He's begging. Have mercy, have mercy. This shatters forever the idea you can pray to saints. This man prayed at the wrong time to the wrong person for the wrong thing and he got the wrong answer.

There was a certain man named Lazarus laid at his gate full of sores, designed to be fed with the crumbs, which fell from the rich man's table. And the robber the dogs came and licked his sores. Well they were kinder than the old rascal that had the money.

He never helped him. It came to pass that the beggar died and what? What is shown in your version? He was carried? He was carried. The rich man died and was buried. There's no record that the poor man was ever buried.

He was most likely taken to Gehenna, the place where they dump all the offal and the dirt and the filth in that valley where the worms didn't ever die and the fire never went out. But the rich man had an ostentatious funeral.

I was going to say maybe he was a mason, but there weren't masons then, but it was a show. Richest man in town. I remember when I came to America for the first time in 1950. There was a, the funeral of a gangster.

I happened to see that in Chicago. Good night. They thought it was Julius Caesar they were burying. They had crosses longer than the casket. They had open, what do you call them, carriages behind, stacked with flowers.

Thousands and thousands of flowers. A wicked violent man who had been involved in murders and rape and bootlegging and every devilish thing. And they gave him a wedding, they gave him a funeral of a king.

Now which is best, to be carried or to be buried? I thought I was going to be carried away tonight when you were singing. But I knew it wouldn't be because you wouldn't have got this great truth, but anyhow.

He came to pass the beggar died and was carried by the angel of injury, Abraham's bosom, which that was a Jewish conception of heaven. The rich man also died and was buried. And heaven lifted up his eyes being in torment.

And he seeth Abraham aside. You know that thing got hold of me? And it still has hold of me. This man is in torment. You've heard me say more than once, I'm going to heaven and I'm not going for the weekend.

And some of you are going to hell and you're not going for the weekend. I didn't have time, I'd like to have a piece of paper put across here. With this printed in big letters on it tonight so you can see it.

Hell has no exit. We read of heaven, there are 12 gates into heaven. It doesn't say there are any gates into hell. It's Jesus says, quoting what? I think it's the fifth chapter in Isaiah which he quoted most often, from that chapter, Hell hath enlarged their mouths to swallow the generations, to swallow the people that think they're secure and happy.

It doesn't say much about this rich man except that he was rich. The poor man sat at his gate. Everybody despised, rejected, forgot about him. The rich man was cast down. The poor man went into Abraham's bosom.

Notice what it says carefully here. In hell he lifted up his eyes, being in torment. And he seeth. He seeth. You know people in hell can see. If you were to pull that blind away, don't do it well. But if you did, and there were some people standing out there, they could see and hear and say, well that's brother Abraham, that's sister somebody.

Those people in darkness can see everything that's going on in this room. I can't see a thing. Somebody might be choking a man out there. Somebody might have a revolver to his head. I can't see. But he that's out in the darkness, the total darkness, can see everybody in here.

I believe one of the perpetual torments, remember it's not going to pass in a weekend. I believe everybody goes to hell, they'll see everything that's going on in heaven. Verse 23, he seeth. He lifted up his eyes, being in torment.

So he's very conscious. Now some people try to say, well there isn't such a thing as hell. A few minutes after the man gets angry, he says go to hell. What's he saying, go to nowhere? Jesus spoke about hell ten times.

He spoke about heaven only once. We need to recover our balance. I've said to you over and over again, we are not eternity conscious enough. Twelve gates into the city of God, only one way into hell. No exit.

He says they go in and out of the city, but nobody went in and out of hell. He says there's a new heaven and a new earth. He never says there's a new hell and a new devil. I told you about a man that lived in a city that I lived in before I was born, by the name of Charlie Peace.

He was the Al Capone of our nation. He raped, he robbed, he did every devilish thing. And the cops couldn't get him, but once they got him, he was sentenced to death in the city where I lived. And the judge said to him, you'll hang by the neck until you die, and God have mercy on your soul.

Charlie Peace was put in a cell with a guard watching him every moment, because in English law at that time, a man was given twenty-ish one days, three weeks for what was called amendment of life or repentance.

And he was guarded day and night so he didn't commit suicide and beat the law. The night before he was to go to the gallows, an officer came in and said, Mr. Peace, and he stood up and said, yes, I'm Mr. Peace, I'm Charlie.

Isn't that a name for a criminal? I'm Mr. Peace. Well, he said in the morning, he said, yes, at eight o 'clock I go to the gallows. Put a rope around his neck, put him on a trap door, pull the switch, he drops down there and he's killed quicker than being executed.

He never failed. Quarter of eight in the morning, the judge came, the prison governor came in, the prison doctor came in, the hangman who was Pierpoint came in, and a preacher came to say a little prayer.

He said a moldy, miserable little prayer. Then he began to walk towards the scaffold, a little room, he had to go through a door, and Charlie Peace was following and the man was reading. And suddenly he mentioned hell.

Oh, yes, he mentioned heaven, about streets of gold and angels and everything. Then he mentioned hell. Charlie Peace reached for the preacher and spun him around and said, what are you reading? Well, he said, I'm reading from a book called The Consolations of Religion.

Consolations? I'm not concerned about heaven, I'm not going. You just said a minute ago that hell is a bottomless pit. You said that hell is fire that never goes out. You said hell is a death that never dies.

Do you mean that when I string on that rope, something goes out of me, away into what you call eternity, and my body goes down into that quick line? That something gets out of me before I get down to the bottom?

Are you telling me that I, Charlie Peace, will be eternally burning and never consumed, eternally dying and never die? Eternally in the grip of death and never feel relief? I'm going to be in eternal agony forever and ever?

Well, the preacher said, that's what I was taught at school. I don't care what you were taught, he said. I'm asking you, do you believe in a hell like that, where people never, never, ever die? Well, I think I do.

Right, Charlie Peace said that was, the city of Leeds is in the middle of England, Northern England. Over here you have Liverpool, over there you have hell. Charlie Peace said, if you covered the ground between hell and Liverpool, thank you.

If you covered it with broken glass, and made me crawl on my hands and knees, leaving a trail of my own blood behind me, and I could snatch just one man from that eternal hell, I would say, Charlie Peace, you've done well.

Hell's Permanence and the Neglected Doctrine of Judgment

I hear people say, you know, one of the signs of the last days is all this heresy, that the Jehovah's Witnesses don't believe in hell, the Mormons don't believe in hell, the Mooniites don't believe in hell.

I've got news for you, you don't believe in hell either. We've got a crowded house for once in six months. Normally you can get a chair anywhere you like. Are you suggesting to me that either this school or any other school round here would live its normal course, if we all believe that men outside of Jesus Christ are going to perish forever and ever and ever?

Come now, here's a man, and all his life he went to church. When they made appeals, he pulled out a checkbook, he's very generous, a soft touch, as you say. He'd give commissions, he'd give to other things.

But he died unsaved, he had a fine service, the preacher told lies over him, as they often do when they bury people. And he wakes up in hell, and he looks there into eternity and there's his precious wife, he's strong and ridiculed, and laughed at, and she's at the marriage supper of the Lamb, and he's going to burn forever and ever?

That's what the Word of God says. He sees in the bosom of Abraham, he sees Lazarus there. I went to a lovely wedding last week, and the bride came down the aisle looking so gorgeous, and I was, I tried to pronounce the benediction, at least I tried to pray, but you know I suddenly got caught away in that thing.

I recognized this sweet young lady in beautiful white, and then I visualized the marriage supper of the Lamb with millions and millions and millions of people there. And singing such you've never heard before, there's 144 ,000 in the orchestra.

Again, not with guitars, thank God. With harps! I've told you what guitars are, they're backslidden harps. Can you imagine a choir, a multitude which no man can number, and 144 ,000 in the orchestra, singing with rapturous delight, and watching the bride come?

Who is she? She's the bride of brides who's going to be married to the king of kings. And there's a man moldy in hell, and he's looking back and thinking how many times I laughed when my wife talked about that.

How many times I heard her preach, I thought it was too far out, I thought it was a kind of a fairy story. Everybody who goes to hell will be able to recite every word of every sermon they ever heard since they were a child.

The agony of hell is there's no way out. The agony of hell is that we'll have the sharpest memories we ever had if we get there. He seeth Abraham in the bosom, he seeth the man in the bosom of Abraham, other words, in heaven.

And he prays, what does he pray? In verse 23 you notice that he can see. In hell he lift up his eyes, being in torments. All that conscience he's smothered now, it seems like a spark of hell itself inside of him.

Verse 23 he can see. Verse 24 he can hear, because Abraham spoke to him. Verse 24, he cried and said, Father Abraham, have mercy on me and send Lazarus. He may dip the tip of his finger in water, and cool my tongue.

Look, that man's going to be chewing his own tongue for a million years, and he'll see people sitting at the marriage supper of the lamb, drinking the wine of the ages. He has an appetite, but there's nothing to satisfy.

All his life he lusted for women, and now he can't celebrate his lust. If you think men aren't idiots, why in God's name do you think they get AIDS? They say it's the most cruel thing that men have ever experienced.

It's even more painful than a woman having an agonizing time in childbirth. But that pill of AIDS he has for three years, he won't live more than three years with it. It's just a foretaste, not of glory divine, it's a foretaste of eternal misery.

He's got hell on the way to help. The devil's a bad taskmaster. Send Lazarus that he may recognize Lazarus. I tell you, if you go to hell, you'll recognize people, you'll see your preacher, you'll wish to God he'd come and preach to you once more.

You'll hear your mother praying and wish to God you'd been sensible when she was praying. You remember every time your conscience began to tremble and you smothered it. You remember when the fear of God came on you, but the fear of man crowded out the fear of God.

Come on now, hell is eternal, there's no escape, there's no way out. I went to a devil's island just off the coast of South America, near Venezuela. I went across with the officers from the prison on a beautiful yacht, and I said, well, this is some place.

I noticed this great big prison of yours has no bars around it. No, no, no, no, no. The men are walking around the edge. Don't they ever try, don't they jump in the water? Only one man in history ever got out of this prison.

This sea is the most shark-infested sea there is anywhere in the Americas. One man did it, only one. Usually the sharks are there, usually there's a patrol boat. When the man up there sees a man dive in the water, he sounds a buzzer, and he also sends a message to the coast of America, and they send a patrol boat out.

The man who escaped had been a champion swimmer, and the reason he escaped was every time he kicked and kicked and the sharks didn't come. Every time he saw a boat or somebody coming in, he swam underwater.

He swam underwater for miles, coming up and down, up and down, up and down. But he made it. But no man has ever escaped the eternal judgment of God. Again, they go in and out of the city of God, nobody ever went in and out of hell, just then.

Revival, Holiness, and the Forgotten Reality of Hell

Say what you like, every true revival. I know we don't preach it today, we're smooth, we're careful. I see people half-naked in some places. Well, you see, we go into these camps with these young people, and we dress like them to win them.

I suppose some of you boys are praying you get called to a nudist colony. Well, if you're going to dress like them to win them, you'd have to go without anything on. It's the very opposite. We don't dress like them to win them, that's the very opposite that we do.

Well, we do the opposite of that. You cannot find me a generation of preachers you can have who you like that hasn't had a revival at some time, and one of the main supports in that, theological supports in that revival, has been preaching on hell.

Moody preached on it very much. Again, I went to the other week where the greatest revival in the history of America was 17-what -27, through Jonathan Edwards. Maybe the greatest genius America ever had.

Went to school at University of Yale at nine. At thirteen years of age he became the valedictorian, and he went on and on. But he was in the course of an ordinary series of meetings when revival broke out.

He knew that George Whitfield was coming later, but he didn't say we're going to have a big meeting and we're going to stage Whitfield and get some good singers. It was in the ordinary course of a preaching service.

But remember this man according to his daughter at nine years of age says, people think my daddy has a face of granite and a voice of gravel. And he preached, remember that message of sinners in the hands of an angry God.

And all they know is my daddy's thundering. I wish to God we had somebody who could thunder these days. Everybody's teaching. Do you know why teaching? Because it doesn't get to your conscience. It doesn't disturb you.

We don't want somebody to sit nice and be comfortable, just talk to us. America's going to hell under thirteen feet of teaching tapes from the coast of Canada down to the Gulf. Do you read today or hear today about this horrible thing that happened?

Right after this super accident that they had down in Mexico City, and now about sixty miles east of Bogota, the capital of Colombia, a volcano that hasn't stewed out for four hundred years except one little freak about a hundred years ago.

And it blew the top and melted all the snow in the mountains and sent a tidal wave of thirteen feet deep that's wiped out towns. Twenty thousand people have perished. The people say, isn't it awful? Isn't it awful they've lost their furniture?

Come on. Supposing you look at it from God's angle. Most of the Catholics, they didn't know God. Thirteen thousand, twenty thousand people have gone to hell. But we listened to the news and thought we were, you know, just going to smoke and relax.

Fifteen thousand people perished there in Mexico City. Many of them, thousands not even mediums come, they went straight to perdition most of them. Tonight they show children just plastered with dirt and plastered with blisters because the villages near the volcano felt the fiery blast as though the door of hell had opened and the skin came off the people.

And there they are in their misery. And if you translate that again into this thing that's mentioned here in the word of God, this man has spent all this time forgetting nothing. Again, quoting that old chorus, turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in his wonderful face.

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim. I turn it round and say when you get to eternity and look back you'll discover you've spent most of your life gathering sawdust. The things of earth for eternity won't look strangely dim, they'll look strangely grim.

You see this man prays, he doesn't pray about his sins, he doesn't even pray to be delivered, he just says send Lazarus and he may dip his finger in water. And through my parched tongue I am tormented in this flame.

Wouldn't it be something for a man to sit there in hell where there's no rest, there's no peace, and suddenly he looks up and he sees his wife at the marriage supper of the Lamb, or his wife, in that marvellous thing that's mentioned well, is it in Matthew 7, where they sit down with Abraham and Isaac and all the saints of all the ages, and he sees his wife with a glorified body, he sees her with resurrection life that we never see her in.

And here he is in his perpetual misery, and there's going to be no change for him. I'm tormented, tormented with my memory, tormented with the times I rejected God, tormented with the times he offered me some service and I didn't do it, tormented with my guilt, it's come alive now more than ever.

I'm tormented in this flame. I say again, I believe you remember every sermon he ever heard preached. You remember every time the Spirit of God was tugging at his conscience and he said no. Isn't it amazing that an omnipotent God will let you smack him in the face?

He's struggled with you so often, and he hasn't destroyed you because you disobeyed him. There's a hymn that says, depth of mercy, can there be mercy still reserved for me? Can my God his wrath forbear, me the chief of sinners spare?

I had long withstood his grace, long provoked him to his face, would not hearken to a call, grieved him by a thousand falls. Isn't that your history? Be honest about it. Did you really get saved the very first time you heard the gospel?

I heard the gospel a hundred times, and yet I was only 14 when I got saved. I was only 18 when I got filled with the Spirit. And then I went to a church where holiness was stressed. I'm glad one day somebody pushed a little book into my hands.

The life of a great American, one of the greatest Americans that has ever lived. You know him, David Brainerd, he died at 28. Do you know what's killing America? Killing Christians? Creature comfort. Our beds are too comfortable, our homes are too comfortable.

You know some people think they're fasting, they're really crucifying the flesh, they don't have a coke for two days. Dr. Pepper, whatever your weakness is. You know we're the most undisciplined generation the world's ever known.

I saw a boy in a church that long ago, I said, well how old are you? He said, oh I'm 16. See that fellow there? I'm discipling him. You go, what? A kid 16 discipling a boy 14? Disciple comes from the word discipline.

How many of you are disciplined? How many go to bed at the same time every night, get up every morning at the same time? How do you discipline your appetite? How do you discipline your tongue? We're the most weak effeminate Christianity the world's ever had.

No wonder nobody wants it. It has no strength. It has no character. It has no, I'm going to use an old word but I won't use it. Let me go back to this a minute. Abraham said, son remember. You say, well Mr. Brainerd, that doesn't really mean to work.

What doesn't? Well you say, I never had a very good memory. Now sometimes, I don't see TV often, but I used to like to watch these tests that they give kids. One school competing against another, you know, ask who Alexander III married or something.

And they say, this is an intelligence test. It's nothing of the kind. It's a memory test. If you have a good memory, you can get through it. It's a memory test. Son remember. You say, I don't have a very good memory.

Well let me tell you something. I think the psychologists see the little thing down here called the repress, in the repress complex of the subconscious. In one of the great hospitals in Canada a few years ago, they put some, I've forgotten what they call the things on a guy's temples, electrodes.

And they turned his mind back and asked him what he did when he was 11 years of age. And he just went through everything he did from 11 to 12. What did you do when you were 16? He went back. His mind all came back.

It was replayed. Well you say, I don't have a mind like that. But listen, wait till the resurrection finger of Jesus Christ touches you, you will have. When Themistocles was the mayor of Athens in Greece there, there were 200 ,000 people in the city and he knew the name of every one of them.

One of the greatest generals in the world had over 115 ,000 soldiers in his army. They said he could recall the name of everyone. But he says, son remember, remember, remember. In your lifetime you had your good things.

You were privileged to live in a Christian country. You went to a good church. You had godly parents. Remember all the good things you had and you treated them as though they were dust or dung? You can't have them back now.

Son remember. Remember the missed opportunities. Remember the times you denied the Holy Ghost the right to come settle into your life. Remember any time conscience worked with the touch of God on it. Son remember in your lifetime all the warnings, all the pleadings.

Pleadings by men, pleadings by God, pleadings by your relatives, pleadings by the preachers. And you turn them all, all, all away. Remember them now. Come on, let them torment you. Then look at your wife there.

There she is with that holy group of people forever and ever. He says, send him that he may touch my tongue. His wife is going to drink of the waters of his life from the middle of the city of God. And this man is going to be writhing in pain and agony and he could have been rid of her.

But business stole him. Sport stole him. So you'll end up ten miles further up the road if you haven't watched so much TV, football on TV. Time you've wasted. You can't get it back. I remember when I was working with Dr. Fawcett in England.

One day he held his watch up. He said, Len you see this thing? God will forgive you. This thing won't. We passed it up. Remember son in your lifetime. So his lifetime is over. One of the great hymns written in America was written in the great north church there in Boston.

I preached there once. And I asked them to sing it. My faith looks up to thee. It was written by an elder in the church and the tune was put into the hymn by the organist of the church. My faith looks up to thee.

Remember the last anthem? Maybe you don't. I'll tell you what it says. In the last anthem it says this. When ends life's transient dream. When death's cold sullen stream shall o 'er me roll. Bless saviour then in love, fear and be safe above a ransomed soul.

When ends life's transient dream. We have a little creature in England like a rat but it has a beautiful coat. It's called a mole. And men trap them and then they have them skinned and they make ladies coats.

They're very beautiful. You can see a mole going on the street or in a field. Pick it up. Why didn't it run away? Because it's blind. But if you hit it and kill it, it's eyes open. It's blind all it's life.

It's eyes are open immediately it dies. You know that's a tragedy with millions of people. They go through life blind. Blind to God. Blind to God's righteousness. Blind to his justice. Blind to his holiness.

Blind to his commandments. And in a moment of time they'll wake up in hell. What's the condition of America like spiritually tonight? Zero. Why? Because we've got blind men coming out of seminaries that men there don't teach them.

They don't hear a word about hell. They're blind themselves and as blind men they leave the blind and they go to hell. Send him he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue for I am tormented in this flame.

False Prophets, Worship, and the Holy of Holies

Look at the Bible here. Testament a minute. Matthew 7. Matthew 7 in verse 15 it says, Beware of false prophets. They come to you in sheep's clothing but inwardly they are ravening wolves. And verse 21 says, Not everyone that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven, but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name and in thy name have cast out devils and in thy name do many mighty things. Verse 23 says, Then I profess unto them I never knew thee, ye workers of iniquity.

Depart from me. Remember the first word of Jesus was what? Come unto me. His last word is depart from me. And he's saying it to preachers. He's saying it to miracle workers. He's saying it to men that have bled money by the millions of dollars out of people.

And they're going to say we prophesied in thy name. Isn't that something? They said we did it in thy name. He said you're workers of iniquity. You did it in my name to exalt your name. I never knew you.