 I don't care if you speak in tongues. I don't care if you can prophesy. I don't care if you can hoorah and hoopla-loo. Listen, I wouldn't give two cents for all that. But God's Word says, unless your robe is washed in the blood of the Lamb, my friend, you'll never get to heaven. Only blood-bought, blood-redeemed, blood-washed sinners will ever get to heaven. Now, you can take issue with the old trailblazer, turn it off, and go on back to the dairy barn out there, wherever you are.