<TITLE>17. Par -</TITLE>L-25-5 Jairus... I see Him go to the home of this--of this minister, walked in where a little, only child of twelve years old, a little girl laid stiff, dead, laid out on a couch. Her little lifeless body lay there. Her little pale hands, her nails had turned white. Her lips was drawed down; a fever had killed her or something. Her little eyes was set and closed, and something was laying over them, perhaps. Her little hair had been combed, with roses and things laying around her. And the mother and father screaming, the neighbors screaming, his only child was gone. I see Him walk into that room. Amen. And He looked around; He seen them all. And they went to laughing at Him; He put them out of the room. That's Wonderful. See, one Man can take control of the whole crowd. Why didn't they say something? They was scared to say something. Why don't they condemn the Word today? They're scared to say it. That's all.
Walked into that room, took that little cold hand, and spoke in an unknown language out yonder somewhere; and the spirit of that child come back; and she lived again. Wonderful works. Yes, it was. It was wonderful works; proved that He was Wonderful.

L-26-2 I might also say of Lazarus, when they'd already embalmed his body four days before, put layer after layer of spices upon him and round the cloth around and around this young man... And there he was, laying in the grave and rotten. His nose done fell in; his lips fell into his face; the skin worms had begin to eat him up; and his soul was four day's journey out somewhere. I see Him, His little stooped shoulders... Oh, my. The world would've said, "Look at that. Look at that man. Look at him, and you called him God. There he is going down to the grave, crying mortal tears." The Bible said He cried. Tears dropping off His cheeks, snubbing as He went to the grave; He was a man then, but I see Him say, "Roll back the stone." Amen, amen. He changed the scene. Lazarus, that had been dead for four days, stood on his feet and lived again.

L-26-3 I can see the spice begin to squeeze through the blankets that he had him wrapped with. What? Life had come in again. The stink had gone away; new flesh had come on. A spirit, that was four days somewhere else, returned into his body, and a man stood on his feet. Talk about being Wonderful, Counselor, the Prince of Peace, the Mighty God, there He was. Sure He was. All right.
We find the woman at the well, when He stood and talked to her a few minutes and told her that she had had five husbands at that time.
She said, "Sir, You must be a prophet. We know when the Messiah cometh that's going to be His sign."
He said, "I'm He that speaks to you." Wonderful, wasn't it? Wonderful.
One night a sea was roaring. He was asleep from tiredness like a man. He was asleep from being tired. The devils had swore they was going to drown Him on that night. And they thought they just about had Him. When the sails had tore down, the oars was broke, the boat was waterlogged and filling up, they run back, the disciples, and said, "Carest Thou not that we perish?"


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