<TITLE>11. Par 40-42</TITLE>L-40 That you might know, you people that's coming through this line, the Holy Spirit is moving. He's here. Do you believe it? All right.
All right, sir. Now, do you believe if I'll ask our dear Jesus to heal you, He will do it? You do? Well, you come close, dad. I want to pray for you.
O Jesus, my Master, my poor brother stands here aged and sick. I pray for mercy for my dear brother. And may he go away from here tonight, Lord, and be well. Will You grant it? And may he get well, and go home, and be well and sound the rest of his life. Grant it, Father, in Jesus' Name. Amen.
Now, my brother, I--I have blessed you by praying for you. Not I have, but I have asked God's blessings upon you. And now, you've tried hard to believe for a long time. Just to help your faith along, now you can go and eat your supper. Feel good... [Blank.spot.on.tape--Ed.] Yes, sir. Thank you. His stomach trouble that was bothering you, now, you just go ahead and eat tonight. You're going to be all right. All right.
Now, let's say, "Praise be to God."

L-41 Now, little laddie boy, I want you to look this a away. You're a very fine little lad. And do you believe that Jesus Christ will--will hear my prayer, if I pray for you, honey? You do? Then you would--you would be happy to be well. See? But no matter if I don't tell you what's wrong with you... You know what's wrong with you. But if I don't tell you, will you believe just the same, won't you? All right.
Now, you come near. I remember when my little boy... That's my boy, Billy Paul, there. And he... When he was just about your size, and oh, my, how I--I just hated... I liked to you see him get to be a man, but I hated to see him grow up. And your--your daddy, mother may be the same way.
But when you come up, you going to love Jesus? You're going to love Him? That's fine. I want you to. And I just pray that God will bless you, honey, and will make you a man of God. And God will use your little life out there in His service somewhere.

L-42 Now, let's you and I pray. Dear Jesus, as this humble little lad leans his head over on my bosom tonight and prays, I ask, dear Father, that You heal his little body. And he's sincere. He comes here to be prayed for. He was in the line. And I ask You to make him well. Grant it, heavenly Father. And may he go out of here and get well. And may after while all of his sickness leave him, and he will get to be a man if God does tarry. And may he be a soul winner. Oh, I pray Father, that You'll make him a Gospel preacher, that he will--that he will just do Your work. Grant it, Lord.
And hear the prayer of Your servant, as he--as he knows, and has heard You speak, that You commissioned me as Your servant to go pray for the sick, and--and to show signs and wonders of Jesus. He believes it. And I, with the--all the fervence that I know how to put into my prayer and affection, I ask for this little boy's healing. Grant it, Lord, in Jesus Christ's Name. Amen.
Now, little laddie boy, I--I--I believe you're going to get well. You do, too. I think you're a mighty fine lad.
And don't you come quite a distance to come here? Every night? And you--you come from--from Chicago. Is that right? Uh-huh. And you're suffering with a--a double rupture. Isn't that right? All right. Now, you go off the platform. And you thank Jesus and believe, and I believe you're going to get all right. God bless you. Bless his little heart.


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