Now, I suppose that we’re strangers, are we, lady? We are. All right. Now, I want you tonight, each one in the line, I don’t believe there’s anyone crippled or anything, standing very—to stand very long. Let’s just take our time. Everyone just let your nerves down now, and let’s just talk to the people, pray with them. And do not be excited or nervous, just closely. I’d just like to talk to you a little while, like Jesus talked to a woman one time. And now, we are strangers to each other. Then the only way that I would—that I would be able to know you, would have to be through Jesus Christ. Is that right? Well, now, of course, Satan has a way that he knows some things, but he doesn’t know all things. If you watch these little old psychic readers and so forth, out on the street, it’s just about one percent they’re right on. They’re just guessing at it. But God is perfect every time.

Come and See, 1953-08-30, Chicago, IL, §20