<TITLE>17. Par 57-60</TITLE>L-57 Our heavenly Father, this poor woman standing here, nervous, upset, can't sleep at night, and she's in need of prayer, and she comes tonight, Lord, so nervous. She's got a lump on her side here. And I ask You to be merciful to her and heal her. Grant eternal God, that Your blessings be upon her now. May she go in peace and may she get well, Father, and return, showing the people here even before this service closes, this week, that God has healed her. Hear the prayer of Your servant, as I ask in Jesus Name. Amen.
God bless you now, mother. Go and rejoice. Yes, ma'am. God bless you. Poor little thing... See? All right.
How do you do, sister. Like you're pretty weak just believing... Oh, I like that sign, "Mother." I think there's five Gospels, Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, mother. Mother gets the baby first. She has the way of raising it, training it. Got an old mother at home tonight, there's just hardly nothing like mother to the baby. You take the little fellow, and probably those hands that stroked back the tears from the eyes when it was crying. When it was hurt you kissed it. It would go away. But, your trouble tonight, just a kiss from a mortal wouldn't take it away. It'll take from God. You got tumor in your kidney. Is that right? [A lady says, "That's what the doctor said. I ain't seen his x-rays."--Ed.] Come here then.

L-58 Lord God, be merciful to her. I pray that You'll heal her. May she go off this platform, Lord, and get well. Poor little thing, all bent down, broke down here, may Your blessings be upon her, I ask in Jesus Christ's Name. Amen. God bless you now, mother. Go rejoicing...?...
I don't blame you, mother...?... Now, you might think that was strange, but let the Lord just have His way. When you feel good, you can hardly keep from expressing how you feel. Bless her heart.
You've had some trouble too, haven't you, lady, setting there with the little red jacket on, setting right there? Doctors don't even know what's wrong with you. One says you got something wrong with your lungs, and one says something wrong with your stomach. Isn't that right? They're all wrong. I'm not reading your mind, but you were setting thinking about that then, and wondering what would take place...?... Why don't you just raise up and say, "Lord Jesus, I accept You as my Healer," and then go home and forget about your sickness and get well.

L-59 Lord Jesus, I pray that You'll bless the poor little woman. Your servants the doctors can't find it. But we know Satan is laying there. Satan, you have hid from the doctor, but you can't hide from God. Come out of her, in Jesus' Name, I ask that you leave her. Amen.
Now, little sister, you go and testify to the glory of God. Just get your mind off of him; go on, get all right. God bless you, lady.
You didn't have a prayer card, did you? You didn't have prayer card; you wasn't subject to calling in the line. Well, that's all right. You don't have to have. All right, sir.

L-60 How do you do, sir. You believe with all your heart? Do you believe the Lord Jesus will make you well? This is... His works are marvelous, aren't they? Isn't your trouble in your chest? It's a retarded TB, isn't it? It's caused from a collection of something, of dust, I'd say, rock dust. Is that right? And also, the greatest need you have tonight is Jesus Christ, isn't that right? as your personal Saviour? For you're not a Christian. Will you accept Him now as your personal Saviour? Raise up your hand, say, "I accept Jesus Christ."
Almighty God, Author of Life, Giver of every good gift, send Thy blessings upon the man and heal him. And may every sin be forgiven; may he go out from here tonight, and be a servant of Yours the rest of his days. God bless my dear brother tonight. May Your grace take care of Him now, and heal him, forgive him, and send him in peace in Jesus Christ's Name. Amen.


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