<TITLE>08. Par 19-21</TITLE>L-19 And at the platform... He run right straight up to me and blowed real big like a goose, pushed out his chest, great big arms. I weighed a hundred and twenty eight then; he weighed about two fifty, about six foot tall, better, and let--six foot and four inches or something.
And he said, "You hypocrite, you snake in the grass, standing up here imposing yourself as a servant of God. I'm going to take you apart right on this platform." Oh, I... You better know what you're talking about when it's a maniac. I just kept still, looked at him. He said, "Calling yourself a man of God..." Rolled his arm up, said, "I'm going to knock that little frame of yours plumb out over that audience; there won't be a piece of you together when you land."
I knowed he was well able to carry his threats out. I just looked at him. Not a preacher said a word; they were gone. And I looked, and here come two police. I'd just led both of them to Christ. One of their mother's was healed the night before: a good Presbyterian woman. And they run out there to grab him.
I said, "This is not a flesh and blood affair, brother. Just a moment. Thank you." The little fellows backed off. Stood there a minute, I just kept real still. And I was going to tell him, I'd say, "Sir, what's the matter?"
And he went [Brother Branham makes a spitting sound--Ed.], spit right in my face. And he said, "You snake in the grass." He said, "Tonight, I'm going to break every bone in your body."
And I was going to say, "I hope you don't." And as I started to say that, God in His Sovereignty... The Holy Spirit came down, and He said, just spoke in my... I...They thought it was me speaking, but it wasn't, no more than it is in the vision.
He said, "Because that you've challenged the Spirit of God tonight, you'll fall over my feet." There's both prophecies. Now it had to be showed.
Said, "Fall over your feet?" Said, "You hypocrite," said, "I'll show you whose feet I'll fall over." Drew back his arm, and run at me real hard, and he started to hit at me.
I said, "Satan, come out of the man."
And when his arm was up, he went, "Hmm, hmm," rolled around like that and fell down right across my feet and pinned me there till the police had to roll him off of my feet.
They said, "Is that man dead?"
I said, "No, sir. He worships that spirit."
They pulled him out.

L-20 What was it? Did I hate that man? I loved him, a poor mortal in that condition. That wasn't that man speaking; that was the devil. He was possessed of the devil. And the devil made the challenge, and the Holy Spirit challenged him back. And you know what happened? There was wheelchairs, cots, stretchers; you know how it was in the first beginning. When that happened you could... When He was speaking you could've heard a pin drop, as the old saying is. But when the--all that legion saw that their chief man had been slain, every sick person rose to their feet; every cot was empty; every wheelchair emptied up; and the whole group was healed at one time, and walked out (See?), because the power of hatred and the power of love had met together, and love will overcome hatred every time. Love your enemy.

L-21 Now, you might... I hope you don't dislike me from this on, but I want to tell you a little something happened. You might say after this, Brother Branham is a fanatic. But all right; you're going to say it anyhow. So you might as well say something more. So then one day down on the Burke's farm down in Indiana here, where I come from, Jeffersonville, there'd been a big old bull had killed a colored man. They'd sold him out there near Henryville: big Guernsey bull; great long horns.


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