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About the Author
Pres. Natl. Holiness Assoc.
I was brought out from darkness into light as clear as day. I can
say that I was never tempted from that minute to this to doubt that
I was converted, that night in the old Methodist Church in the White
Hills of New England. I got conversion in that little old church. I
need not tell you; I could not tell you those heavenly sensations
that accompanied it, and God has used me as an instrument to bring
thousands of precious souls to Christ. On the occasion of my
sanctification, I went into a service and they were praying for
somebody. I didn't know who. I knew it fitted me. I was pastor of a
large church at the time. I went forward and Deacon Morse came and
knelt by my side and began to pray. He said: "O, God, we are
unworthy to pray for this preacher. He has been a successful
preacher." I hate to say this, but this what he said: "He has been a
successful preacher, a useful preacher. He is pastor of a commanding
church. We are unworthy, etc." I knew that man wasn't working along
God's line. That prayer enhanced my suffering. He seemed to be
conscious of this; He stopped to take breath and said: "God take the
devil out of this fellow." Here I was, pastor of a large church, and
here I was down on the floor, but I said: "If the devil is in me, I
want that prayer answered. If he is not he must not come in now,"
and I stuck to it and God brought me in and I am in now. My soul is on the stretch for victory here. Give us
such a victory as shall be felt all over the world, that the angels
in heaven may rejoice, and you and I have cause to shout hallelujahs
for thousands of years without taking breath! O, that somebody might
get deliverance! |
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