<TITLE>12. Par 34-35</TITLE>L-34 I will rest my solemn soul upon that Word of God and stand and say, "As long as I know there's something in me, making me love the Lord Jesus so well I don't want to do wrong." I'm anchored. Amen. Something there...
If I tried to say, "Well, I--I quit this and I quit that." I--I doubt that. But when something in here happens, that's what does it. I remember, after I lost my wife. I stood there by the side of my baby, and it dying. I put my hand over on its head; the mother had just been taken from the hospital where she died and was taken to the morgue.
A man come, said, "Billy, I got some bad news for you." I went home; I was crying, laying on the bed. Said, "I got some bad news for you."
I said, "What? I know, she just died awhile ago, Brother Frank."
Said, "That's not all, your baby's dying too."
And I rushed to the hospital. Just a little bitty thing, eight months old, just in her three-corners. And she... I used to blow the horn on my truck, and things, coming around, she'd goo and raise her little arms for me. How I loved that child. My first little girl. And I went in to the hospital quickly.
The nurse said, "You can't go down there, Mr. Branham." I waited till she left. I run around behind the door and went in anyhow. Said, "She has meningitis, tubercular meningitis."

L-35 I went into the room; there she was laying there. The windows was up, and flies had got in her eyes. I run the flies out, and put the little mosquito bar over her. I looked at her again. She was laying there kind of quivering. I said, "Sharon, honey, you know daddy?" My poor heart breaking, my wife laying down there in the casket, the mother of the baby... And her little arm was moving up and down, she had suffered so hard till her little eyes were crossing. One little blue eye was already crossed. I said, "You love daddy, honey? Daddy come to... And I seen her quivering; I knowed she recognized I was there.
I knelt down; I said, "O God, oh, I love her. Don't take her, God. Don't--don't take my baby. Please don't, God." And just then I looked up, and there come a black sheet, unfolding, coming down like that. I knowed He was going to take her. I put my hand on her little head. I said, "The Lord gave; the Lord taken away; blessed be the Name of the Lord." I said, "God, You gave her to me; You're taking her back." I said, "Sherry, honey, I'll lay you in your mother's arms in another hour. But someday yonder in glory, by the help of God, daddy will meet you."


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