A young man tried to attack me one night. He came from as far away as 30 metres. He was shouting and screaming and his eyes were really wild. He got to within 6 feet of me, and pushed his hands into his pockets. At this point I feared the worst. I looked up to the sky with folded hands and chanted God's name quite a few times very rapidly.
When I did look his way about 45 secs later, I saw that he was walking backwards away from me with a strange look on his face. I heard a voice but saw no one. Then he turned around and walked away. I give all credit and glory to God.