<TITLE>10. Par 33-35</TITLE>L-33 But this little fellow, he didn't swerve as it turned to try to dodge the children, knocked him across the road to the north. And the other little boy fell to the south, and knocked him to the north, run over him, smashed him under the car, and kicked him out from behind the car--the wheels did when it run over him. And he was laying on the side of the road, all bruised up, like... Over, way over in the grass flat, far as that post is. And they had something over him, very pathetic.
And Brother Lindsay, crying like a baby... And then when we got out, there was a great group of people gathered there. And the mayor of the city (They called him the chief governor there, I think, or something, which means about the same as the mayor of the city.), was standing by.
And when I got there, they said... Now, here's what they said. Mrs. Isaacson told me. They said, "Here's that miracle worker from America. Let's see what he'll do about this." See how that Satan... Oh, my. "We'll see what he'll do." Like I could do anything about it. But in all, God's wise providence, how He can...

L-34 Now, I've looked at many children before. When they got the little child there, looked at it, I said, "Say, I've seen that baby somewhere." So excited. I have a little boy that's a little larger than that myself, and I was thinking about that poor mother, heart broken, her little boy laying dead, coming home from the school, the little fellow dressed real poorly... But being so worked up over that, and here's Brother Lindsay crying, and all of them. I was crying myself. I couldn't help it. Anybody who's got a feeling for a human being would be crying...?... And Mrs. Isaacson was crying, Brother Moore...
And I said to Mrs. Isaacson; I said, "Ask that pastor if that little boy comes to his church."
Said, "No."
And I'd already talked back and forth through the interpreter. And I said, "Well, ask if he give it..."

L-35 [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.]... bawling, looking at him. I kept wondering, "Where have I seen that child?" And I said to Brother Lindsay and Brother Moore; I said, "I--I've seen that little boy somewhere." I looked at him again. I thought, "Well..." I took hold of his little coat, and I said, "How long has he been dead?"...?... Cold, still, his little mouth open, his eyes set way back, dirt, a little blood hanging on his face. There he was, all mashed up, his one little leg setting up like this, little pants leg back, like that (Oh, my.), where it just rolled him under the car. And they were all crying.
And I said, "O Father, be merciful, console the dear poor mother that's going to hear this news and the father." I said, "Have mercy upon them."
And I looked back at the child. I said, "I just can't get it out of my mind. I've seen that child."
And the Angel of the Lord spoke to me, said, "This is the boy that I showed you. It's been nearly two years."
I said, "All right. I know him now. THUS SAITH THE HOLY SPIRIT OF GOD: the boy's going to come back to life." Oh, my.
I said, "Brother Moore, get your Bible." He had it wrote. I said, "That's the little lad. Look at the description. There he is just exactly. He's going to live again." Oh, my. I knelt down according to the way that I seen the vision and laid hands upon the little fellow.
He let out a scream, and there he was, back to himself. The people didn't know what to do. Normal, not a broken bone in his body, nor nothing, just as normal as he could be, went on home.


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