The Works of

Rev. Prof. Dr. F.N. Lee

Brothers Because of Bloodshed

Driving back to Barrydale, I praised God and sang His Psalms the whole time — realizing anew that God is not dead but very much alive on this great planet Earth. For God had revived my soul — and, I trust, those of all in that room in the jail at Swellendam.

Four days later, I visited the jail again. This time Mr. Witbooi was waiting for me with a smile. He had been reading the Bible since I last saw him, and claimed to have peace. I urged him to speak to the other prisoners about what had happened to him; to tell the whole truth at the trial; and to work and witness for the Lord for the rest of his earthly life (be it short or long). He then prayed for both of us; thanked God for my visits; and boldly asked God to bless me wherever I went (that same day to England and thereafter to America).

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