<TITLE>13. Par 54-58</TITLE>L-54 A man right here in this same neighborhood said, "Well now, we believe in Divine healing, of course, if the man's a coming. But after the meeting's over, let me see somebody that was healed. There won't be one."
That guy was a lying. He don't believe in Divine healing. No, sir, can't believe in divine healing. Brother, it's so whether you say it or not. God said so.
If I prayed for ten thousand people tonight, and ten thousand of them died in the morning, tomorrow night with the same faith, I'd be preaching Divine healing. If I preach to a thousand people tonight, and they all died; fifty years from now the resurrection, come to me saying, "Brother Branham, don't believe in Him. You're dying now, but you--you do something else. There's no such a thing as Christ; there's no such a thing as that," I'd still take my choice with Christ and let me die believing Him. That's right. No matter what people says, it's what God has said. That's right. God has said so. I believe God.

L-55 This little old Shamgar, he got his place filled up, and he got his food all laid up, his wheat. And oh, those year before the Philistines took it away from him.
I can see him, his poor little old wife out there, and the sleeves all out of her dress, and his little children standing there real peaked, their faces all drawed down, about like some of these little churches now that's been kicked and beat around by some of these theological cemetery, embalmers. That's right.

L-56 You know, that puts me in mind of a morgue. They take a dead man in that's already dead and shoot a lot of fluid into him to be sure he stays dead. That's the way they do; just keep him dead.
"Don't believe that stuff. Don't go around one of them meetings. It's nothing but a bunch of fanatics." Oh, mercy, how can you believe?

L-57 Then I can see this great big bin of wheat. He say, "Well, now honey," I hear Shamgar saying, "Now, sweetheart, maybe we, the children... Now, we got the harvest in and maybe we can feed them a little bit."
We're going to have a revival pretty soon and--and maybe some of these people have a little, you know how the pastor gets his church set up to the place...
And the first thing you know, Shamgar was standing there talking to his wife, and she looked so pale. And I could see the tears on his cheeks, poor little thing, she's starved to death. See his little children, how hungry they look, and no clothes on... Philistines, big old fat potato bug come right in and take it right out just as fast as he could make it. And there...
That's the way the devil will do it: chop it right away from you, take everything you can get, come right around and rob you of every bit of experience you've got, take everything away from you, telling you there's no such a thing, pointing to some old crow bait laying on the bank.
You know that's the truth. I hope you're reading between lines. If you don't, I'll tell you right off on the lines.
Notice, all right, but that's--that's truth.

L-58 Now, and there he was, there with his wheat and everything. And about that time he heard something coming [Brother Branham illustrates.--Ed.]. Here come the Philistines, coming up the road, six hundred of them. Oh, my. "Well, there we go; here it is again; labored all year, here comes the Philistines to take everything I got."
His old wife begin to cry, and the little children holding one another. Shamgar pulled back the window and looked out. There they was, six hundred of them, all armed, trained, theological--Philistines anyhow. There they's a coming up the road, armors a gleaming, you know, and the spears in their hands, walking right on. They knowed how to do it, brother. I'm telling you, they were warriors.
Little old Shamgar stood there and thought, "Well, I ain't no soldier; I don't know how to fight. I don't know nothing about it, but..."


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