<TITLE>27. Par 94-96</TITLE>L-94 All right. Your trouble, my brother? Heart trouble. Are you a Indian? I thought so. I was seeing you setting down there. Well, I could say lots now. But did you know God gave you this country, your people? In my country the Indian got a raw deal: little pension. I picked up some of them from Canada the other day in Maine. I realize you don't get enough money. You have to work, make your living. That's political, the nations, but there's Somebody here now Who loves you, Who will give you the right kind of deal. That's your Saviour, Christ.
Just as certain as I'm standing here, I believe He's going to heal you of this heart trouble.
Blessed Jesus, as I hold this native of Canada by the hand, the real Canadian, the one that You gave the land to... And I pray for him, dear God. And he's our brother. And he's here with one of the most dangerous diseases there is, heart trouble. But he's a Christian, and he believes You. And I ask with all my heart that You will heal him and take away this heart trouble. May it never bother him from this hour on. I curse this enemy of his body, called heart trouble. In Christ's Name, may it leave him, and go into outer darkness, and never bother him again. Amen.
Bless you, my brother. I believe it will be over now.

L-95 Your trouble, sister? You believe that Christ will heal you? Blessed God, this dear woman standing here, believing with all of her heart that You'll heal her and make her well. I ask that this pressure drop in her blood, and may she be made well, and live a normal life from now on. Grant it, Father, in Christ's Name, I pray. Amen. God bless you...?...
Your...?... In your feet. You believe, mother, that God will make you well?
Blessed Saviour, I hold my hand upon the hand of this dear woman. And her legs and feet are giving away. But may tonight she lean over on the everlasting arms. And may the God of heaven, Who sent Christ and died in our stead, that was wounded for our transgressions, and with His stripes we were healed, may it be applied to her case tonight, as I pray this prayer of faith, in Jesus' Name. Amen.
God bless you, sister. Not with any excitement or anything, but I believe that you are going to be well...?... Is that your husband? You...

L-96 What's your trouble? Asthmatic. Makes you breathe and cough. You believe that He will make you well? Your spirit feels that you're a Christian. So you--you believe Him with all your heart and you'll get well.
Dear heavenly Father, as I hold this little Canadian Indian by the hand, I pray that You'll heal her. God Almighty, Who raised up Christ from the dead, grant to her the healing. There's no medicine for this. The doctors can't even find nothing, not even a remedy. But, Lord, we're not coming tonight to a remedy; we are coming to a cure, Christ, the Son of God. Cursed be this asthma on the woman and may she be made well, in Jesus' Name. Amen.
God bless you, sister. Now, go and be made well in Christ's Name. All right.


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