<TITLE>17. Par 49-49</TITLE>L-49 And the chief man of the city, I guess, it was kinda like a mayor of the city, he was near. And so we--we went... I went over there, and they looked, and oh, my, poor little fellow laying there, his mouth open like that, and his little eyes open, his little hands like this. And they wear those little, I guess, they used to call them little pantywaists for boys, you know; and he had that big heavy ribbed stockings. And his little shoes was knocked off of his feet, and one of his little feet that was twisted up like this, was run plumb through, his little foot run through his--his stocking at the bottom. Oh, he was a--just horrible laying there, had eyes open like that, setting. I said, "Poor little fellow." And that just made it worse. And I--They was going to put him to the car.
And as I started to turn around, I looked in front of the little boy; I felt something go, "Whew." [Brother Branham blows.--Ed.] I said, "Maybe that's just my sympathy for the little fellow." I started to make another step, something went, "Whew." [Brother Branham blows.--Ed.] I waited just a moment; I turned around; I said, "Let me see that boy again." And they pulled back the--the coat they had laying over him. I said, "I've seen that boy somewhere." I said, "That... Ask those ministers if he's been in the church, member of their church."
"No."
I said, "Has he ever been in the prayer line?"
Brother Lindsay said, "No."
I said, "I've seen him somewhere, and I don't know where, but it looks like..." And I looked around, and I seen them big rocks piled up laying there, I said, "Praise God, I know where I saw him." I said, "Brother Moore, get your Bible. Brother Lindsay."
Said, "What's the matter, Brother Branham?"
I said, "Look at the folder, the leaf in your Bible." I said, "That's the little boy that's going to be raised from the dead."
And they... Brother Moore run over to the car and got his Bible, he said, "Brown hair, brown eyes, about eight years old, poorly dressed, crippled, been mashed by a accident, a rocky land," said, "Brother Branham, that's it!"
I said, "That's him."
Oh, my, you don't know how that feels; you know where you're at then. All devils out of hell, if he'd line everything there was in hell up around, it'd never stop it. It's there; it's got to happen. Now, the only thing is just drama. I said, "Now, I remember, I knelt to this side in the vision when I prayed." You have to do just as you seen it. And I knelt down; they all gathered around. I said, "Now, watch, THUS SAITH THE SPIRIT OF GOD, this boy's life will return to him."
And there he'd been dead; they'd taken his pulse and everything; he was gone. So, and all mashed up like that. And I knelt down and I said, "Heavenly Father, many thousands of miles across the sea in that lovely nation where I come from, America," I said, "down there that night when You moved into that room in that lovely place and told me that this would be; and I testified of it and stood and said that You'd bring it to pass. And now, Thy servant sees the day that is to be fulfilled." I said, "I thank Thee, heavenly Father, for the power of vision, and I thank Thee for all Your goodness. And now, Eternal God, Author of life and Giver of all good gifts, I ask You to bless this scene with Your Presence."
And when the Angel of the Lord begin to move down, I said, "Oh, holder of this boy's spirit, death, according to a vision that God has already showed that you cannot hold this child; therefore, I call for his little soul to return to him in the Name of Jesus Christ."
And no more than I said that, the boy jumped to his feet just as normal and well as he could be, just as perfect and normal and whole as he could be. That's wrote throughout Finland, everywhere; its scattered abroad to I tell you. That was in the evening time; the other boy, I'll get it tomorrow night.


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