<TITLE>09. Par 37-41</TITLE>L-37 Now, I said, "Stand up on your feet; Jesus Christ makes you well." And he tried... You know they clown a lot for the tourists. They--they tried--thought he was doing a tribal dance. He was taking his hands like this [Brother Branham illustrates.--Ed.], poor man not even mentally right. And I said, "I didn't mean that--didn't mean that."
And the interpreter was trying to tell him. I said, "Stand up." And he was going...?... [Brother Branham imitates the man's language--Ed.] like he was dancing, you know, trying to do, on his hands and feet: no clothes on, just clout. And I got a hold of the chain, I said, "Stand up. Jesus Christ makes you well." And when he got what... Stood to his feet for the first time in life. There the tears running off onto his black belly, spatting like that...

L-38 And I seen thirty thousand blanket natives come to Jesus Christ in one altar call. I said, "How many of you will receive Christ as personal Saviour? And thirty thousand stood to their feet. And I said...
Brother Baxter said, "Brother Branham, I think they meant physical healing." I said... I--I take it through the interpreters again. I said, "I did not mean physical healing; I meant that you have--you accept Christ as your Saviour, God's Son. And if you're sincere, break your idols on the ground." And it looked a dust storm, like an atomic bomb had hit, and a mushroom of dust go up like that.

L-39 And the next morning, Sidney Smith called me; he said, "Brother Branham," Monday morning he said, "you've never seen nothing like this." Said, "Be... Go to the window of your hotel that faces the seaside and watch coming down the street."
And I looked, coming down the street, and there was seven van loads... Now, you that knowed F. F. Bosworth knows he doesn't give evangelistic count. I made a congregational prayer. There was four people on the platform. I made a congregational prayer and F. F. Bosworth estimated twenty-five thousand miracles performed at one time. Why, it--it was ten times bigger then Pentecost. And now... And here's...

L-40 They coming down the street the next morning, seven of those big African vans, my, much longer than our trailer trucks here, just piled full of old--of things that they had packed them on, and clubs, and stretchers, and carts, and things they'd wheeled them in on. And here they was coming behind. They were setting in it the day before, and the next day walking down the street singing, "Only believe, all things are possible, only believe."
I heard it a many time, and it has thrilled my soul every time I hear it, because it's been my theme song for years. But never did it strike my heart like that to hear thirty--all those thousands times thousands of natives coming down the street no longer in war.
I got a place out of the Durban paper said within three months time, I forget how many firearms and loads of things that they'd stole and was bringing it back. They were through with sin.

L-41 Let me say another thing here. We're supposed to be in civilization. Them women, standing on there, them women, one gave birth to a baby setting not twenty feet from me. She never had no doctor. She just picked the little fellow up. A lady next to her had it, given birth to the baby, give the little posterior protoplasma stimulation. And she raised it up to her breast and begin to nurse the baby, and went right on rocking the baby listening to me preach. Just as primitive as they could be...
But you know what, as soon as they received Jesus Christ as personal Saviour, standing there with nothing but a little clout about that much hanging around the front of them like that, when they left that ground they folded their arms to walk away from the presence of men to get clothes to put on.


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