The man said I had to do it…
(From the book ‘Smith Wigglesworth on Faith’ pp 39) When I was ministering to the sick, a man came among the crowd. If you had seen him, your heart would have ached for him. He was shriveled and weakened; his neck bones were sticking out, his eyes sunk and his neck all shriveled. He was […]
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