When the Fire Fell
By George T.B.
Davis
1945
On rare and memorable occasions, in Old
Testament times, the fire fell from heaven.
One of these significant events occurred in the life of David. King David had
sinned in numbering the people, and judgment was being poured out upon Israel.
David earnestly confessed his sin and prayed. God heard his prayer. Judgment
was stayed. Then, in obedience to God's command, David built an altar and
offered sacrifices. And God "answered him from heaven by fire upon the
altar of burnt offering" (I Chronicles 21:26).
Again
the fire fell from heaven when Solomon dedicated the Temple. The falling fire
signified the divine acceptance of the confession and prayer of his servant
Solomon:
"Now when Solomon had made an end of praying, the fire
came down from heaven, and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices; and
the glory of the LORD filled the house."
At this marvelous manifestation of
God's power the assembled multitude of the children of Israel bowed themselves
in worship: "And when all the children of Israel saw how the fire came
down, and the glory of the LORD upon the house, they bowed themselves with
their faces to the ground upon the pavement, and worshipped, and praised the
LORD, saying, For he is good; for his mercy endureth for ever" (II
Chronicles 7:3).
Later, Israel departed from the Lord in following Baal and worshipping idols.
The prophet Elijah called the prophets of Baal and the children of Israel to
Mount Carmel in a contest to let it be known which was the true God. Elijah
said: "The God that answereth by fire, let him be God." The prophets
of Baal built an altar and laid a bullock for sacrifice upon it. All day long
they called upon their god, but there was no response.
At the time of the evening sacrifice
Elijah repaired the altar of the LORD, and laid the bullock for the sacrifice
upon it. At the command of the prophet they filled twelve barrels with water
and poured them upon the sacrifice, until the water filled the trench about the
altar. Elijah then quietly called upon God to manifest His power in order to
bring the people back to Him: "Then the fire of the Lord fell, and
consumed the burnt sacrifice and the wood, and the stones, and the dust, and
licked up the water that was in the trench. And when all the people saw it,
they fell on their faces: and they said, The LORD, he is the God; the LORD, he
is the God." (I Kings 18:38, 39.)
In New Testament times the sound of a rushing mighty wind," and
"cloven tongues like as of fire" marked the descent of the Holy Ghost
on the "birthday" of the Christian Church. This occurred after 120
faithful disciples had spent ten days, between Christ's ascension and the day
of Pentecost, "with one accord in prayer and supplication."
Then the "cloven tongues" appeared, and they were all filled with the
Holy Ghost. They became flaming witnesses for Christ. Former cowards were
transformed into men of boldness and courage. In one day 3000 souls were born
again; and on another day, a little later, 5000 souls were saved.
Throughout the centuries since that memorable day of Pentecost God has sent the
"fire from heaven" again and again to revive his children, and to
lead multitudes of precious souls into the light of the gospel. These
heaven-sent visitations of the Spirit have been like enkindling
flames--warming, reviving, convicting, converting, empowering, men and women.
This little book is a record of some of
these thrilling, never-to-be-forgotten times of revival. May the recounting of
these times of blessing encourage us to believe that once again God is waiting
to visit his Church with a new outpouring of the Holy Spirit in mighty
quickening power! May He make us willing to fulfill the conditions of prayer,
confession, and dedication, in order that the fire may fall again upon
ourselves and upon our land!
Again and again throughout the centuries of the Christian era, the fire of God
has fallen from heaven with untold blessing. In Scotland, in the year 1630, a
young minister named John Livingston was invited to preach to a great assembly
of people in the open air. Realizing the importance of the meeting, groups of
earnest Christians formed themselves into little companies and spent the night
in earnest supplication for God's blessing upon the gathering. The young
minister himself, John Livingston, was a member of one of the companies of
all-night intercessors.
The
next day as the hour of the meeting drew near, the young man felt himself
utterly unworthy to preach to such a great gathering of people. He felt himself
so insufficient for the task that he was preparing to steal away into the
fields. However, his friends gathered about him and constrained him to remain.
As the young man spoke, the Spirit of God came upon him in great power. His
text was Ezekiel 36:25, 26: "Then will I sprinkle clean water upon you,
and ye shall be clean. A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will
I put within you."
For two hours and a half the young man spoke with burning lips to the great
audience. The heavenly "fire" fell upon the multitude and the scene
was like another Pentecost. Rev. John Shearer in his book "Old Time
Revivals" tells the story of what happened:
"The Spirit filled the speaker with a fullness that
must be outpoured. The people seemed rooted to the ground in a great stillness.
Five hundred men and women, some from the high ranks of society, some poor
wastrels and beggars; were converted where they stood, and lived from that day
as those who had indeed received a new heart and a new spirit. The memory of
that day has never died, and the very telling of the story has proved a fount
of revival."
In
the early days of the American colonies, the fire of God again fell from heaven
in a great spiritual awakening, under the leadership of Jonathan Edwards.
During the early part of Jonathan Edwards' ministry in New England we are told
"there was a marked decline in the religious life of the community. Among
the young people the bands of morality had sadly relaxed. Frolics continued far
into the night, and became the handmaid of vice.
With such conditions about him Jonathan Edwards gave himself to prayer and the
ministry of the Word for eight years. Then suddenly the fire fell. Mr. Shearer
gives a graphic picture of the scenes that were witnessed as the Spirit of God
came down upon the people of the whole community. Suddenly, "conversions
began to take place throughout the town. One of the first was that of a
frivolous young woman, a leader in the 'frolics.' She became in very truth 'a
new creature' so humble, pure, and gracious, so utterly transformed, that she
was an object of wonder and amazement. The news of this conversion 'acted like
a flash of lightning upon the hearts of the young people'; and as it flew from
lip to lip the convicting Spirit seemed to pierce every heart that heard it.
Indeed, throughout this revival, probably the most potent awakening agency was
the simple news of another's conversion. A hunger for the same blessing was at
once aroused in the hearer's heart.
"In the early months of 1735 the people pressed into
the church daily, and for a time Northampton was literally filled with the
presence of God. In almost every house parents were rejoicing over their
children, and in the sanctuary the tears of penitence, of newfound joy, and
deep compassion flowed freely. The whole congregation became like a heavenly
choir, and praise was a sweet and holy sacrifice.
"The Bible was a new book. Texts that had been read a thousand times
appeared with such fresh and novel interest that even old saints were tempted
to think they had never seen them before, and regarded them with a strange
wonder. Young converts read their Bibles with such eager intensity that their
eyes became dimmed and they could not distinguish the letters. The tavern was emptied,
and in the streets men paused to speak to one another of the beauty and
matchless love of Christ.
"Ministers from other parts came to witness these wonders of Divine Grace.
When they recounted them to their people, the Spirit used their testimony,
often in a remarkable way. The fire spread thus from town to town and from
county to county. It spread not only throughout New England; it passed also to
other lands."
About
the time of the awakening in New England there was a remarkable revival among the
American Indians, under the leadership of David Brainerd, the apostle to the
Indians. It was one of the notable spiritual awakenings in the history of the
Christian Church. When Brainerd first began his work among the Indians, he had
little success. His health became impaired. He retired from the work for a
time. He was offered a pastorate among "wealthy and kindly people,"
and his heart went out in love toward the daughter of Jonathan Edwards. But
day-by-day he heard in his soul the pitiful cries of the poor lost Indians who
were so degraded and steeped in sin.
He made the great decision. He deliberately gave up a life of ease and comfort,
and went back into the wilderness to proclaim the gospel to "his poor
Indians." With dauntless heroism he went from place to place preaching to
various Indian tribes. His tours among the tribes covered "more than three
thousand miles, through forests, over dangerous mountains, in fierce rains, and
freezing cold."
As time went on Brainerd realized more and more, that it was only through the
mighty power of God, and the fire falling from heaven, that the hardened hearts
of the stolid Indians could be changed. He decided to give himself unreservedly
to intercessory prayer. It is said "whole nights were spent in agonizing
prayer in the dark woods, his clothes drenched with the sweat of his
travail." As the result of such intense fervent intercession it is little
wonder that the windows of heaven were opened and the fire fell. Mr. Shearer
tells the thrilling story:
"Suddenly, the Spirit was outpoured upon the whole
region of the Susquehanna. His first audience there had consisted of four women
and a few children. Now there came streaming in upon him from all sides a host
of men and women, who pressed upon him, and grasping the bridle of his horse,
besought him with intense earnestness to tell them the way of salvation. In a
great, glad wonder he looked upon them, and the text that leaped to his lips
was, 'Herein is love.'
"Men fell at his feet in anguish of soul. These were men who could bear
the most acute torture without flinching. But God's arrow had now pierced them;
their pain could not be concealed and they cried out in their distress, 'have
mercy upon me.' What impressed Brainerd most deeply was that though these
people came to him in a multitude, each one was mourning apart. The prophecy of
Zechariah was fulfilled before his eyes. The woods were filled with the sound
of a great mourning, and beneath the Cross every man fell as if he and the
Savior God alone were there. Gradually as the missionary spoke, there came to
them, one by one, the peace and comfort of the Gospel.
"As the days passed he had full proof that a heaven-sent revival had come.
A passion for righteousness possessed the converts. The wretched victims of the
'fire-water' were delivered, and the Indian camps were cleansed at once from
their physical and moral filthiness. The love of Christ expelled every unlovely
thing. As one poor woman expressed it, 'Me
to be Him for all,' became the motto of their lives. They became themselves
ardent missionaries of the Cross. The light spread through all that dark
region, and a strong Indian Church was established."
In another land across the sea the fire
fell from heaven in answer to earnest intercessory prayer. In the early part of
the eighteenth century the spiritual life of the people of Great Britain was at
a low ebb. Moral and spiritual declension was much the same as in America and
Great Britain at the present time.
But John Wesley and George Whitefield and others of like mind, were not content
to let conditions remain in a state of stagnation. They were men of vision, men
of faith, men of prayer. They began to cry to God for an outpouring of His
Spirit. Whole nights were spent in intercessory prayer. At length the fire of
God fell upon them in the early morning hours of one of these all-night prayer
meetings. Wesley in his Journal tells what happened: "About three in the
morning, as we were continuing instant in prayer, the power of God came mightily
upon us, insomuch that many cried out for exceeding joy, and many fell to the
ground."
Filled with the Spirit of God, Wesley and Whitefield and others went everywhere
preaching the gospel. Like a gale from heaven they went up and down the British
Isles preaching to vast multitudes sometimes numbering 20,000 and more. Their
zeal for souls was so great that they came over to America and helped greatly
in evangelizing our new land. The Rt. Hon. Lloyd George, British Prime Minister
during the First World War, declared that the revival under Wesley changed the
history of the British Isles.
Here in America, before the middle of
the last century, there was a man of God who believed that prevailing prayer
would open the windows of heaven and bring down the heavenly fire in the form
of a mighty revivals He was Charles G. Finney, a Spirit-filled lawyer. He and
"Father Nash," and Abel Cleary and others, prevailed in prayer.
For many years Charles G. Finney and his associates went up and down the land
conducting revival meetings. Great multitudes were saved, and Christians were
quickened in their faith. Prayer was the keynote and cornerstone of Finney's
work. In speaking of the spirit of prayer that came upon the people in
connection with his meetings, Finney said: "The spirit of prayer that
prevailed in those revivals was a very marked feature of them. It was common
for young converts to be greatly exercised in prayer.
"Not only were prayer meetings greatly multiplied and fully attended, not
only was there great solemnity in those meetings, but there was a mighty spirit
of secret prayer. Christians prayed a great deal--many of them would spend
hours in private prayer. It was also the case that two or more would take the
promise: 'If two of you shall agree on earth as touching anything that they
shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven,' and make
some particular person a subject of prayer; and it was wonderful to what an
extent they prevailed. Answers to prayer were so manifestly multiplied on every
side, that no one could escape the conviction that God was daily and hourly
answering prayer.
Finney
further said: "If anything occurred to threaten to hurt the work, if there
was an appearance of any root of bitterness springing up, or any tendency to
fanaticism or disorder, Christians would take the alarm, and give themselves to
prayer that God would direct and control all things, and it was surprising to
see to what extent, and by what means, God would remove obstacles out of the
way in answer to prayer.
"Prayer is an essential link in the chain of causes
that lead to a revival just as much as truth is. Some have zealously used truth
to convert men, and laid very little stress upon prayer. They have preached,
and talked, and distributed tracts with great zeal and then wondered why they
had so little success. And the reason was that they had forgotten to use the
other branch of the means, EFFECTUAL PRAYER. They overlooked the fact that
truth by itself will never produce the effect, without the Spirit of God, and
that, the Spirit is given in answer to earnest prayer."
On
one occasion Finney went to Rochester, New York, to hold a series of revival
meetings. Abel Cleary went to Rochester also, but not to attend the meetings.
He rented a room, and while Finney preached Abel Cleary prayed. He interceded
with God in an agony for souls. The Spirit of God was poured out mightily upon
that city. Practically every lawyer in Rochester was converted. And the revival
fires swept east and west and north and south throughout the land.
Rev. John Shearer in his book on revival says: "Sometimes the blessing
spread like a fire with marvelous rapidity, and in every direction. The
northern portion of Pennsylvania was then known as 'the lumber region.' Here a
vast number of scattered households dwelt in almost heathen darkness. A great
awakening took place in Philadelphia, under Finney's ministry, and some of the
lumbermen, coming down to the city with their wood, heard the message and
carried a spark of the fire back to the great forests. There it caught, and
spread in an astonishing manner. In a region where there was not a single
minister settled, 5000 people were converted in a short time."
The climax of the great awakening was reached in 1857. Ministers called upon
their people to pray earnestly for revival to meet the onslaught of evil that
was sweeping over the land. Prayer meetings to intercede for an outpouring of
God's Spirit and for the salvation of souls sprang up everywhere.
Mr. Shearer tells how the fire fell from heaven and of the glorious results
that followed:
"In answer to the Church's united cry, ascending from
all parts of the land, the Spirit of God, in a very quiet way, and suddenly,
throughout the whole extent of the United States, renewed the Church's life,
and awakened in the community around it a great thirst for God. When the Church
awoke to the full consciousness of the miracle, it found that from east to
west, and from north to south, the whole land was alive with daily prayer
meetings. And it was in these daily-united prayer meetings that the great
majority of these conversions, of all ages and classes, took place. "The
divine fire appeared in the most unlikely quarters. A large number of the aged
were gathered in. White-haired penitents knelt with little children at the
Throne of Grace. Whole families of Jews were brought to their Messiah. Deaf
mutes were reached by the glad tidings, and though their tongues were still,
their faces so shone that they became effective messengers of the gospel. The
most hardened infidels were melted, some being led to Christ by the hand of a
little child.
"Nor was the blessing confined to the land. The Spirit of God moved upon
the face of the waters, and a multitude of seamen saw a great light. It was as
if a vast cloud of blessing hovered over the land and sea. And ships, as they
drew near the American ports, came within the zone of heavenly influence. Ship
after ship arrived with the same tale of sudden conviction and conversion. It
was wonderful beyond words! In one ship a captain and the entire crew of thirty
men found Christ out at sea and entered the harbour rejoicing.
"The North Carolina--a battleship of the United States Navy--lay in the
harbour of New York. Her complement was about a thousand men. Amongst these
were four Christians who discovered their spiritual kinship and agreed to meet
for prayer. They were permitted to use a very retired part of the ship, on a
deck far below the water line. Here, then, they gathered one evening. They were
only four men, but they were a united band. They represented three
denominations, one being an Episcopalian, another a Presbyterian, while two
were Baptists.
"As they knelt in the dim light of a tiny lamp, the Spirit of God suddenly
filled their hearts with such joy of salvation that they burst into song. The
strange sweet strain rose to the decks above, and there created great
astonishment. Their ungodly shipmates came running down. They came to mock, but
the mighty power of God had been liberated by rejoicing faith. It gripped them,
and in one moment their derisive laugh was changed into the cry of penitent
sinners! Great fellows, giants in stature, and many of them giants in sin, were
literally smitten down, and knelt humbly beside the four, like little children.
"A most gracious work straightway began in the depths of the great ship.
Night after night the prayer meeting was held, and conversions took place
daily. Soon they had to send ashore for help, and ministers joyfully came out
to assist. A large number were added to the various churches, and the
battleship became a veritable House of God! The North Carolina was a receiving
ship, from which men were constantly drafted to other ships.
"The converts of the revival were scattered throughout the navy. A revival
convert is a burning brand. The holy fire spread rapidly from ship to ship.
Wherever the converts went they started a prayer meeting and became a
soul-winning band. Thus ship after ship left the harbor of New York for foreign
seas, each carrying its band of rejoicing converts, and the fire of God was
borne to the ends of the earth."
Dr.
Frank G. Beardsley in his History of American Revivals speaks of the numerical
results of the revival of 1857: "For a period of six to eight weeks, when
the revival was at its height, it was estimated that fifty thousand persons
were converted weekly throughout the country, and as the revival lasted for
more than a year, it becomes evident that the sum total of conversions reached
a figure that was enormous. Conservative judges have placed the number of
converts, in this great spiritual awakening, at five hundred thousand."
There were four young men in Ireland
whose hearts were burdened for the salvation of souls. They believed in the
power of prayer, and met together for united earnest intercession for revival.
The story of George Muller, and his great orphanage at Bristol, England,
supported entirely in answer to believing prayer, quickened the faith of the
young men. They began to believe that God could and would do mighty things in
answer to their prayers.
Others also, who longed for revival, joined this prayer band, and they began to
see definite conversions in answer to their intercession. Then came the news of
the great revival in the United States, and the faith of the members of the
prayer group was still further strengthened.
They
heard that in New York City large numbers of businessmen met daily for prayer.
Like Jacob of old, the young men cried out: "I will not let Thee go,
except Thou bless me." They believed the Word of God in Matthew 18:19 and
20: "Again I say unto you, That
if two of you shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask,
it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. For where two or
three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them."
Prayer meetings in Ireland began to multiply, and people were being saved
daily. Then the fire fell from heaven! John Shearer in his book "Old Time
Revivals" tells what happened: "A great revival is like a forest
fire. At first there is only a thin line of flame. But soon its progress is so
swift and widely diffused that the eye can no longer keep pace with it. The
flame bursts forth at once in many places, and now we see but one great
conflagration. So it was with this marvelous work of grace. You might observe
its course in Connor and a little beyond in 1858. But in 1859 the heavenly fire
was leaping up and spreading in all directions through Antrim, Downs, Derry,
Tyrone, and the other counties of Ulster, and to this, day '59' is remembered
as the pre-eminent year of grace.
"As it advanced, it burned with a fierce intensity. In
Connor the conversions were of a comparatively quiet type. But in Ahoghill,
Ballymena, and elsewhere, there was a great smiting down. Sin was felt as a
crushing and intolerable burden, and men and women often fell to the earth and
continued for days in a state of utter prostration. Others were suddenly
pierced as by a sharp sword, and their agonized cry for help was heard in the
streets and in the fields. Here, for example, is a 'farmer returning from
market in Ballymena. His mind is wholly intent upon the day's bargain. He
pauses, takes out some money, and begins to count it. Suddenly an awful
Presence envelops him. In a moment his only thought is that he is a sinner
standing on the brink of hell. His silver is scattered, and he falls upon the
dust of the highway, crying out for mercy.
"There was a wonderful work amongst the children. The blessing had come to
Coleraine, and one day the school master observed a boy so troubled that he was
quite unfit for lessons. He kindly sent him home in the company of an older boy
who had already found peace. As the two lads went on their way they saw an
empty house, and went into it for prayer.
"While they knelt the painful burden lifted from the boy's heart. He
sprang to his feet in a transport of joy. Returning to the school, he ran up to
the master and, with a beaming face, cried out, 'Oh, I am so happy! I have the
Lord Jesus in my heart.' The effect of these artless words was very great. Boy
after boy rose and silently left the room. In a little while the master
followed and discovered his boys ranged alongside the wall of the playground,
every one apart and on his knees!
"Very soon their silent prayer became a bitter cry. It was heard by those
within and pierced their hearts. They cast themselves upon their knees, and
their cry for mercy was heard in the girls' schoolroom above. In a few moments
the whole school was upon its knees, and its wail of distress was heard in the
street.
"Neighbors and passers-by came flocking in, and, as they crossed the
threshold, came under the same convicting power. Every room was filled with
men, women, and children seeking God. The ministers of the town and men of
prayer were sent for, and the whole day was spent in directing these mourners
to the Lord Jesus. That school proved to be for many the house of God and the
very gate of heaven.
"It pleased God to use in a very remarkable manner the simple testimony of
the four young men of Connor. Through them the revival reached Belfast. Of a
sudden, ministers who had toiled in vain for years found themselves surrounded
by sin-sick souls clamoring for the life-giving Word. But for the co-operation
of Sabbath School teachers and other friends they would speedily have been
exhausted with the work. Vast and memorable gatherings were held. Districts
notorious as the scenes of party strife, witnessed the triumph of the gospel of
peace. Bitter opponents knelt together at the Savior’s feet. Belfast became
like a city of God."
The awakening that followed was indeed
extraordinary. It was the greatest spiritual quickening that the land had
witnessed for generations. Visitors from many lands flocked to Ireland to
witness the great awakening. Churches were filled to overflowing. The hearts of
the ministers sang for joy as they saw sinners in an agony of soul under the
convicting power of the Holy Spirit; then bursting forth into ecstatic joy as
they found pardon and peace; and going forth with the light of heaven on their
faces to tell others the glad tidings.
A stirring history of the revival was written by Professor William Gibson, the
moderator of the Presbyterian Church in Ireland. It is a book of some 500
pages. It is filled with authentic stories of large numbers of people who were
converted during the revival. In speaking of how the awakening started in a
quiet corner of Ireland, and spread rapidly here and there, Professor Gibson
says: "In startling and impressive grandeur it burst forth in a
comparatively sequestered region; and scarcely had the new-born flame, drawn
down by a few earnest watchers there, begun to burn, when it spread in all
directions over an entire province. All classes and all ages caught the
heavenly fire.
The
fact that there were "some temporary excesses and extravagancies" in
connection with the revival did not trouble Professor Gibson. He asked, who at
such a time would criticize or ''grudge to these new--gathered souls the
overflowing fullness of their joy?"
As is so often the case in revivals the converts of one place carried the fire
to other communities. Rev. A. J. Canning of Coleraine, Ireland, tells how the
awakening came to that town: "Upon the evening of the 7th of June, 1859,
an open-air meeting was held in one of the market-places of the town, called
'Fair-Hill.' The announced object of the meeting was to receive and hear one or
two of the, 'converts,' as they began to be called, from a district some eight
or ten miles south of Coleraine. The evening was one of the most lovely that
ever shone. The richly wooded banks of the river Bann, which bounds one side of
the square in which the meeting was held, were fully in prospect, and there was
not a cloud in the sky.
"Shortly after seven o'clock, dense masses of people,
from town and country, began to pour into the square by all its approaches, and
in a short time an enormous multitude crowded around the platform from which
speakers were to address the meeting. After singing and prayer, the converts, a
young man and a man more advanced in years, and both of the humbler class,
proceeded to address the meeting. Their addresses were short, and consisted
almost entirely of a detail of their own awakening, and earnest appeals to the
consciences of sinners. After the lapse of nearly an hour, it became manifest
that more than one-half of the congregated multitude could not hear the voices
of the speakers on the platform. Then it was suggested that the people should
separate into distinct congregations or groups, and that a minister should
preach to each group. This was immediately done, and some three or four
separate audiences were soon listening with most marked attention to as many
preachers, for all the ministers of all the evangelical churches in the town
were present.
"I was engaged in addressing a large group of people, composed of all ages
and of all ranks of the community, from a portion of Scripture, when I became
struck with the deep and peculiar attention which every mind and heart was
lending to what I said. As to manner, my address was very calm; as to matter,
it consisted of plain gospel truth, as it concerns man's lost condition on the
one hand, and the free grace of God, as displayed in salvation, on the other. I
know that the addresses of my brethren were of a like character. I never saw
before, in any audience, the same searching, earnest, riveted look fixed upon
my face, as strained up to me from al most every eye in that hushed and
apparently awe-struck multitude. I remember, even whilst I was speaking, asking
myself, 'How is this? Why is this?' As yet, however, the people stood
motionless, and perfectly silent.
"About the time the last speaker was closing his address, a very peculiar
cry arose from out a dense group at one side of the square, and in less than
ten- minutes a similar cry was repeated in six or eight different groups,
until, in a very short time, the whole multitude was divided into awe-struck
assemblages around persons prostrate on the ground, or supported in the arms of
relatives or friends.
"I hurried to the center of one of these groups, and having first exhorted
the persons standing around to retire, and leave me to deal with the prostrate
one, I stooped over him, and found him to be a young man of some eighteen or
twenty years, but personally unknown to me. He lay on the ground, his head
supported on the knees of an elder of one of our churches. His eyes were
closed; his hands were firmly clasped, and occasionally very forcibly pressed
upon the chest. He was uttering incessantly a peculiar deep moan, sometimes
terminating in a prolonged wailing cry.
"I felt his pulse, and could discern nothing very peculiar about it. I
said, softly and quietly in his ear, 'Why do you cry so?' when he opened his
eyes for an instant, and I could perceive that they had, stronger than I ever
saw it before, that inward look, which indicates that the mind is wholly
occupied with its own images and impressions. 'Oh!' he exclaimed, high and
loud, in reply to my question, 'my sins! my sins! Lord Jesus, have mercy upon
my poor soul! 0 Jesus! come! 0 Lord Jesus, come!'
"I endeavored to calm him for a moment, asking him to listen to me whilst
I set before him some of the promises of God to perishing sinners. At first I
thought that I was carrying his attention with me in what I was saying, but I
soon discovered that his whole soul was filled with one idea--his guilt and his
danger-- for, in the middle of my repetition of some promise, he would burst
forth with the bitter cry, '0 God, my sins! my sins!' At length I said in his
ear, 'Shall I pray?' He replied in a loud voice, 'Oh, yes!' I engaged in
prayer, and yet I doubt whether his mind followed me beyond the first sentence
or two.
"As I arose from prayer, six or eight persons, all at the same instant,
pressed around me, crying, 'Oh, come and see (naming such a one--and--and)
'--until I felt for a moment bewildered, and the prayer went out from my own
heart, 'God guide me!' I passed from case to case for two or three hours, as
did my brethren in the ministry, until, when the night was far spent, and the
stricken ones began to be removed to the shelter of roofs, I turned my face
homewards through one street, when I soon discovered that the work which had
begun in the market-square was now advancing with marvelous rapidity in the
homes of the people. As I approached door after door, persons were watching for
me and other ministers, to bring us to deal with some poor agonized stricken
one; and when the morning dawned, and until the sun arose, I was wandering from
street to street, and from house to house, on the most marvelous and solemn
errand upon which I have ever been sent."
An
eye-witness of the revival in Ballymena says: "It was in the opening
summer that the revival came, when the light lingers so long at, nightfall, and
the bright mornings break so soon. We can remember how many lighted windows
there were though the night was far-gone, and how prayer meetings were
prolonged till the day had returned again. Every evening the churches were
crowded, and family worship became almost universal. In the country, large
meetings were held in the open air. Part of the dinner-hour was generally
devoted to singing and prayer, and the sound from numerous groups of worshipers
could be heard far at a distance as it was borne on the summer breeze.
Thousands of tracts were circulated and read with avidity, and long neglected
Bibles came into general use.
"When the great outpouring came, worldly men were
silent with an indefinite fear, and Christians found themselves borne onward in
the current, with scarce time for any feeling but the overpowering conviction
that a great revival had come at last. Careless men were bowed in unaffected
earnestness, and sobbed like children. Drunkards and boasting blasphemers were
awed into solemnity. Sabbath-school teachers and scholars became seekers of
Christ together; and languid believers were stirred up to unusual exertion.
Ministers who had often toiled in heartfelt sorrow suddenly found them selves
beset by inquirers, and wholly unequal to the demands, which were made. Every
day many were hopefully converted, passing through an ordeal of conviction more
or less severe, to realize their great deliverance, and to throw themselves
with every energy into the work of warning others, or of leading them to the
Lord. All this came suddenly."
The
revival was not a mere emotional upheaval. The work of God's Spirit was deep
and lasting. Rev. John Stuart tells of the revival in a place not far from Coleraine:
"Never was there such a summer as the last; never such an autumn; never
such a winter, so far as it has gone. Hundreds have been savingly converted to
the Lord; some 'stricken' down when the Spirit came upon them like a 'rushing
mighty wind'; others convinced and converted whilst He spake to their
consciences by the 'still small voice.' The first effect of the revival was,
that 'fear came upon every soul.' Then our church was filled to suffocation,
and we were obliged to take to the open fields to declare the message of mercy
to a hungering and thirsting population. The hitherto unoccupied pews were
ardently sought after. The aisles were filled with anxious hearers, and now
preaching became a luxury. I had pastor's work to do. I had living men and living
women before me. They came to the sanctuary on the sole errand of obtaining the
'bread of life.' Every Sabbath was a day of 'sweet refreshing.' On every
week-day evening 'they that feared the Lord spake often one to another, and the
Lord hearkened and heard,' and 'there were added to the church daily such as
should be saved.' Of all the stricken ones--two hundred in number--I do not
know of one backslider."
Throughout the revival the Spirit of God came upon sinners in great convicting
power, and upon Christians in giving them an intense passion for souls. There
were also unusual physical manifestations. Rev.- Andrew Long tells of some of
them in a rural district in Donegal not far from the city of Derry. "The
Divine influence came down upon the people at each service throughout that
interesting day. There were many physical manifestations. Upwards of one
hundred persons lay prostrate in the pews, and agonized in prayer. Many of the
cases were quite unusual. One young woman continued to sing a sweet, mournful
air, apparently her own, to words that occurred to her at the moment, all about
Jesus, and all as beautiful as if arranged by the finest poet. She seemed
unconscious of those around her and sat in her pew all the time with her eyes
steadfastly gazing upwards. Never did I, or any of that awe-stricken audience,
listen to sounds so unlike those of earth. It was like an angel's song. Her
voice seemed to be attuned by some celestial power; and its clear, sweet,
Chapter
III Thrilling Days at Dundrod
The
revival that came to the town of Dundrod in Ireland was very extraordinary. A
stirring narrative of the awakening was written by Rev. William Magill, who was
an eyewitness of the scenes, and played a prominent part in the revival in his
district. He gave this account of how the fire fell from heaven, and the
remarkable events that followed:
"I had been in Belfast the day previous, and had leaned
over the prostrate bodies of men and women laboring under strong conviction of
sin. I had heard, for the first time in my life, the sighs and groans of
breaking hearts, and witnessed with a feeling of wonder and awe the mental
agony and the terrible struggle of souls wrestling with 'the principalities and
powers of darkness,' and 'contending earnestly' for life and liberty; and when
the battle was won, I heard with almost equal wonder the shout of victory, like
the pealing of a trumpet on the field from which the enemy had fled. I came
home filled with strange thoughts, cherishing high hopes, and breathing earnest
prayers that the Lord would come over the mountains and visit my people.
"I expected something, and I was not disappointed. When dressing on the
following morning, I observed a man approaching the manse, and the thought at
once arose in my mind, 'This man is perhaps coming for me -- the work is
begun.' It was even so. I was soon on my way to his house. He told me as we
went, that one of his daughters, after returning home from the prayer-meeting,
had fallen ill, strangely ill--that she was up all night, and had raised the
whole family to engage in prayer with her and for her--that she had never
ceased praying and reading all night, and when he left her she was worse than
ever, and he feared she was 'going wrong in her mind.' He had done all he could
to pacify her, and said to her, that if she wanted to be converted, to take the
matter coolly, and not create uproar about the house to alarm the neighbors.
"Before reaching the house, I heard her voice in loud and earnest and
continuous prayer. When I opened the door and looked in, I saw her mother and
two sisters, all on their knees and in tears. In the centre of the group, the
picture of woe, was the 'stricken one,' with eyes upturned to heaven, and face
covered and seamed with tears. Her arms were now extended to their utmost
length, as if to grasp some distant and coveted object, and then brought
together with violence as she clasped her hands, as if in mortal agony, whilst
from her lips there burst forth words of fire, as living streams from a burning
mountain: '0 Christ, help me! Lord Jesus, save my guilty soul! 0 Jesus, come;
come soon, and give relief to my guilty soul! 0 thou quickening Spirit, come!
Oh, create in me a new heart, and give me a heart of flesh!'
"Then as her eyes rested on me, as I stood riveted to the spot, witnessing
in silence this exciting and wonderful scene--for I never had heard such
prayers before--she exclaimed, without rising from her kneeling posture, 'Oh,
here is my minister! I knew I would have no peace till he came. Oh, come, come pray
for my guilty soul!'
"I knelt beside her and prayed, her voice accompanying mine all the time,
while her expressions at intervals were so rich, varied, and scriptural, that I
had often to pause, and then to follow instead of lead, as text after text from
Old and New Testament, prophet and psalmist, Christ and apostle, were changed
into beautiful and impassioned prayer. Such asking, seeking, striving to enter
the 'kingdom,' I never heard before. It was, indeed, Mercy knocking her loudest
knocks at the door of the heavenly mansion, so that the Lord himself, startled
by the peals which rouse up all the inmates, comes quickly, and with a smile
opens the door, and takes her by the hand and brings her in.
"Now the struggle is over. She rises up, and begins the song of triumph!
What a change-- a perfect transformation! The cloud has passed away, and God,
like the sun in his glory, is lifting upon her the light of His countenance.
Her eye, as she sings, is lighted up with strange and unearthly fire. Her voice
is no longer tremulous and plaintive, but now rings like a trumpet; while her
whole face is covered with a smile, such as we might suppose an angel to wear.
"'Let us sing,' said she again, 'the 51st psalm. Oh! I bless God for that
Psalm, and for all the Psalms I learned in the Sunday school and Bible-class.'
"'When the Psalm was sung, 'Now, said our first convert, 'father, mother,
sisters, down on your knees, and we will pray for you. 0 Lord, save my father,
and mother, and sister,' etc. At her request I read to the family the second
chapter of Acts and sang the 60th Paraphrase.
"During the singing another sister, who was standing with a child in her
arms, fell to the ground, and went through the same process, being, if
possible, more violent, rolling on the floor in agony, tearing her hair,
wringing her hands, and in heart-rending tones exclaiming, 'Oh, is there no
pardon for me? I am too great a sinner to be forgiven. 0 God! for Christ's
sake, save me, save me!' Her sister, now filled with joy, stands over her like
a ministering spirit, and cheers her with gospel promises and earnest prayer.
'Now,' said she, 'I shall have a sister in the Lord. Who would have thought of
it--two souls converted this morning in this house?'
"The Lord had begun his work. The strange news spread from lip to lip, and
house to house, over the country. Like the 'fiery cross,' it roused the people,
and old and young, men and women, husbands and wives, little girls and mothers
with infants in their arms, ran to witness the strange doings, and to hear the
wild, wondrous, but heavenly words that flowed from the lips of these plain
country girls, changed in a few hours, by the Spirit of the Lord, into 'new
creatures.' What is this? Is this conversion? Is this the work of the Spirit of
the Lord? Has God come down to earth? Are the 'last days come or have these
girls gone mad?' are asked on every hand. The reply is--'These are the last
days, and God is beginning to pour out his Spirit upon all flesh.'
"That evening a prayer-meeting was held at this house in the open air, in
the street before the door. It was a still, fine summer evening, and under the
clear, open sky hundreds of all ranks and ages met to unite in prayer, looking
up to heaven for a blessing. Farmers and farm-servants, men, women, and little
children, Roman Catholics and Protestants of various names, knelt together on
the hard ground, reviving the recollection of primitive times, and forgetting
or overlooking for the time every mark of distinction, in the common awe which
all felt, and in the earnest prayer which all offered up to God.
"A psalm is sung, a word of exhortation given, and prayer offered up, and
the benediction pronounced, but the multitude stand still. Another psalm is
sung, and now the converts rush in among their friends and neighbors, shouting,
pleading, and with heaving hearts, and sparkling eyes, and beaming
countenances, and in strange sweet tones, telling of their newborn joys. The
multitude heaves to and fro like a ship in a storm; and like drunken men in the
streets the men stagger and fall with a shout or a deep sigh. Tears are shed,
and groans, as if from dying men, are heard. Prayer and praise, tears and
smiles, mingle together. Husbands and wives are locked in each other's arms,
weeping and praying together; while those who came to scoff stand still, and in
'fear and trembling' contemplate this strange thing that is going on before
their eyes. 'The dead' are rising from their graves, as if at the sound of the
archangel's trumpet, for the Lord is quickening those who were dead in
trespasses and sins. As the people separated, they formed into groups, and
marched to their respective homes, some singing, some praying, some mourning,
and some rejoicing.
"On the first Saturday evening when we met in the church for prayer, the
scene was indescribable; the groups from all the districts to which the revival
had spread--and it spread with amazing rapidity--came literally 'walking, and
leaping, and praising God;' and as they rushed into each other's arms,
straining and pressing each other to their breasts in the front of the pulpit
and up the aisles, the people 'were filled with wonder and amazement at that
which had happened unto them.'
"On the following Sabbath the work went on. Arrangements were made to keep
down excitement, and confine the converts to their own seats, and the public
services were not disturbed. In the evening, for the first time, a neighboring
minister came to my aid, and a layman from Belfast also joined in our services.
I gave a short address, stating what the Lord had done among us, when one of
the converts, our first one, rose, and with beaming countenance and eyes, which
told of the joys within the heart, said a few things to the people. Almost
immediately throughout the church, parties rose and went out, laboring under
deep conviction, and immediately the graveyard is filled with groups singing
and praying around the prostrate bodies of men and women. Some are as in a
trance, others crying for mercy. Some are still falling into the arms of
friends, and sinking as into a swoon. Some stagger to a distance, and drop on
their knees to pray over the graves of the dead; and a few rush to the gates,
and fly in terror from the scene.
"The converts are going from group to group, and raise a shout of triumph
as one after another, like the jailer of Philippi, is seen trembling and heard
crying out, 'What must I do to be saved?' Up to this evening the work had gone
on chiefly among the females. Soon, however, the men were impressed. I shall never
forget the look and shout of joy with which one of these females proclaimed the
triumph of the Lord, when strong men were writhing in agony, or stretched out
still and calm, but with clasped hands and heaving heart, on the graves around.
I think I see that lady now--her bonnet hanging behind her head and her Bible
in her upraised hand-- and I still hear her shout, 'The men are coming now--the
men are coming now!' For ten days and more the whole country was in a state of
intense excitement.
"I met one of the young women when going to visit a man and his wife. She
had visited some houses, read, exhorted and prayed. 'The Lord,' said she to all
the people in these houses, 'has sent me to bring you to Him. He is waiting for
you. Arise, and follow me.' And strange, but true, they immediately rose and
followed her. A widow woman, her sons and grandchildren, a mother with one
child in her arms, and another at her feet, trembling and in tears, girls and
boys who had risen from their looms, and men who had dropped their spades and
left their work in the open fields, all followed her across the country, while
she marched at their head like a general. 'Here,' said she, when I met her,
pointing to her train of followers, 'is my day's work; is it not a good one? They
wanted me to stay at home, but I would not, for I knew that the Lord had work
for me to do. He has given me these.'
"As I stood before this young Deborah, I also fell into the rear, and
became one of her followers. It is right to state, that in a few days she
calmed down, and became what she still continues to be--a warm hearted,
zealous, and consistent follower of Jesus. The excitement is gone, but not the
Spirit, which gave it, birth. She did her work. She roused the countryside for
the Lord, and then retired into private life, and in the quiet of the family
circle she and her sisters are adorning the doctrine of the gospel by a
becoming walk and conversation. Indeed it is pleasing to have to record the
same testimony in favor of all the other converts in Dundrod without a single
exception. Though numbering upwards of 200, no evil thing can be said of one of
them."
Chapter
IV The Revival Fire Spreads
The revival rapidly spread from place
to place in Northern Ireland. In homes, in churches, in open-air meetings,
people came under the influence of the heavenly flame, and found their lives
transformed by a new power that flooded their souls with heavenly glory.
In one district not far from Dundrod there was a young man of wild and reckless
habits who treated the revival with scorn. He was so much opposed to the
movement that he forbade his sisters to go too near the meetings lest they
should bring the plague home with them. But he himself soon became one of the
most zealous of the revival converts.
There
was a girl who had been converted in the Dundrod meetings. She was now filled
with a great love for the lost and a great desire to lead them to Christ. This
girl went from house to house pleading with the unsaved to accept Christ. In a
providential manner she was led to the home of this young scoffer. She pled
with him with gentle, but intense earnestness. She implored him to pray.
Presently, under the influence of the Spirit of God, the young man softened and
began to yield. Now let the revival narrator tell the rest of the story:
"Now, they are on their knees together; while father
and mother, and sisters and brothers, stand awhile in wonder, then kneel too,
and all pray earnestly. The young man struggles, feels a choking sensation in
his throat, and a pressure on his heart; his bosom heaves with strange
emotions. The strong man is bowed down, the hard heart is softening, the Spirit
is striving; and now the struggle is over, and another Saul stands up.
Rejoicing in his newborn freedom, he asks for work, saying, 'Lord, what wilt
thou have me to do?' The work is given, and with all his heart he sets about
doing it.
"In his family he begins, and soon all the members of the household are
changed; father, mother, sisters, and brothers--blessing God for bringing
salvation into their home. Now he goes in haste to rouse his sleeping neighbors
and friends. He stands up in the midst of hundreds in the open-air meetings
proclaiming the glad tidings of salvation, and glorying in the possession of a
light, and life, and joy, never felt nor dreamed of before.
"He seeks his old companions, whom he led in many a revel; and on the
following Sabbath, in the face of the most crowded and solemn assembly ever
held among us, he marches up at the head of nearly one hundred individuals, who
in front of the pulpit, sign the total abstinence pledge. His mission does not
end here. He and others visit from house to house, hold prayer meetings, and
the revival spreads around until every family in the district can count its
converts; and in more than one instance whole families 'joy in God, through the
Lord Jesus Christ, by whom they have received the atonement.'
"There is life now in the people, a new, a spiritual life. The Spirit has
quickened hundreds who were 'dead in trespasses and sins.' The cry is heard on
all sides, 'Such times, such glorious times! The Lord indeed is come among us.'
Prayers issue from lips that never moved in audible prayer before; and oh, such
prayers! So rich in Scripture language, so fervent, for icy hearts are melted
as if by fire from heaven. Men and women pray; father follows a son, or a
sister, or a brother. They are resolved to take heaven by force, and not to
yield until they themselves, and their friends, stand within the city of God.
"Prayer-meetings are appointed in the several districts of the
congregation, but wherever there is an earnest seeking soul, the people meet
for prayer. The songs of Zion ascend from almost every house. And in the still
summer evening, strains of heavenly music seem to, float on the tremulous air.
Imagination is busy, and no wonder, as men pauses on the highway to catch the
sweet sounds, now soft and low, rising and falling, and now ringing like the
chimes of church-bells. They thought the angels were above and around them.
They thought they heard the festive chimes of heaven, the pealing of the bells
in the city of God, as the heavenly host proclaimed the triumphs which their
Lord was achieving over his foes on the earth.
'Hark, how they sweetly sing,
Worthy is our Savior King;
Loud, let his praises ring,
Praise, praise for aye.'
The
Spirit of God came upon people right in their own homes, and sometimes they
were thrown into an agony of remorse for their sins. Rev. J. M. Killen of
Comber tells of one such case:
"An elderly woman, the mother of a family, who had been
a careless, cursing creature, and one greatly opposed to the revival, was
suddenly and violently prostrated on her own kitchen floor. When I first saw
her she was rolling on the ground and writhing with agony. Her appearance was
certainly the most satanic I ever beheld. The bystanders were overawed; all
felt that influences more than human were at work. A medical man was sent for,
but he fled at the sight, declaring that it was a case for a clergyman, and not
for a physician. The unhappy woman was evidently the subject of a great
spiritual conflict. Her cries for about an hour were terrific. She declared
that Satan and all the devils in hell were round about her.
"Gradually her shrieks subsided, and as .the paroxysms wore off, she
settled down into a sort of despairing calm. For days she continued weak in
body and distressed in soul. But at length the light broke, her bonds were
loosed, she saw and embraced Christ, obtained peace, and was filled with a joy
unspeakable and full of glory. And she is now one of the finest specimens of
Christian character, and of a mother in Israel, I have ever known--
distinguished by her strong faith, her ardent love, and her Christian meekness,
her sweetness of temper, and an almost uninterrupted realization of 'her
Redeemer's presence, combined with a very profound reverence for Messiah's
character, a strong desire to promote his glory, and a most extreme
sensitiveness lest she should do anything to forfeit the enjoyment of his love.
'0 Sir,' said she lately to me, 'I am just watching how I lift and lay down my
feet, lest I should offend Him.
As
was natural in such a spiritual awakening the public houses (saloons) lost many
of their customers, while some of them were closed entirely. A minister who
took an active part in the revival tells how one of the largest public houses
in his district was closed:
"The owner did a large business, and was making money
fast. He had a wife and rising family to support. But he had a conscience, and
had for some time felt uneasy and unhappy in his mind because he could not
reconcile his profession as a Christian with his trade as a publican
(saloon-keeper). He told me, that even before the revival, he could not, with
profit, sit under my ministry, and dared not go to the Lord's table while
engaged in such an accursed business.
"The revival came. It roused his conscience afresh, and it gave him no
rest. In his neighborhood, particularly in one house, were many cases of
conviction, and many meetings. He attended them all; saw, and heard, and judged
for himself.
"He said to me one morning, 'I want to consult you about this business of
mine; I don't like it--I have long felt unhappy in it-- I will give it up.
Shall I do so now--or wait until I sell out my stock?'
"I gave him my opinion, and on that same evening every puncheon of
whiskey, and barrel of beer and ale, every bottle and glass, and every article
used in the trade had disappeared; and on the next morning I saw their vacant
spaces filled with barrels and bags of meal and flour, sides of bacon, etc.
This was a noble triumph. Dagon had fallen before the, Ark of God. One fountain
of evil was closed forever.
"Great was the amazement of the traveler, when he called the next day for
his customary glass. He opens his eyes, and stares and wonders. And 'still his
wonder grows' when he steps out of the shop and finds that the signboard is
gone. ''Tis strange, passing strange! Either God or the devil is here.' Some
say, 'He is gone mad like the rest. He has been bewitched; he has taken the
revival.' He has, indeed, and has therefore renounced the devil and all his
works.
"Afterward in the public meeting, men heartily joined in the prayer from
the pulpit, 'God bless him, and reward him an hundredfold'; and God heard the
prayer, and he is blessed, and rejoices in the smiles of an approving
conscience, and is thankful for the grace which enabled him to trample on self
and sin. This case gave a great impulse to the whole movement. Another
public-house soon closed its doors, and a third, and now the only one in the
neighborhood, gets almost nothing to do."
The
ministers of Northern Ireland did not simply stand by, and watch the revival
fire spread from place to place. They took active steps to promote the
movement. Rev. Robert Wallace, a Wesleyan minister, of Derry, told of some of
the means used to fan the revival flame: "Early in the summer,
arrangements were made to bring down from Ballymena and Ballymoney a number of
those who had been recently brought under gracious influence, and it was agreed
that they should take part in the public services in the Presbyterian and
Wesleyan Churches, and also in the open air at the market-places At these
services great crowds attended. The persons recently awakened spoke with great
simplicity of the wonderful change that God had wrought in them, by grace, in
the course of the last few weeks or days. A solemn awe rested upon the people.
At the commencement of the meetings, a number of ministers, representing
various denominations, met by request at the house of the senior Presbyterian
minister, and arranged plans for combined efforts to promote the cause of God;
and in this manner a service was held in the market-place every evening
throughout the summer. The utmost unity prevailed, and this greatly tended to
deepen the interest among the people."
One of the chroniclers of the revival wrote: "When I visited one district,
I found that all labour was completely suspended, and that all the people were
running in groups from house to house. In some houses, at one time, I counted
more than a score, old and young, more or less affected. The people here seemed
to 'take it' with wonderful rapidity. There was a regular chain of meetings
kept up night and day, each meeting feeding the flame of zeal, and from each,
as from a burning altar, live coals were taken to touch the cold lips and fire
the dead souls of the few 'careless ones' elsewhere. Another eye-witness of the
awakening tells of the change that took place among the employees of a mill
when one of them was converted and resolved to "pray through" for his
ungodly work-mates: "A poor man, advanced in life and unmarried, was
converted in our congregation at the beginning of the work. As soon as he
himself had embraced the Lord, he became most anxious for the conversion of the
family with whom he resided, and of his fellow-workmen in the mill where he was
employed. But all these were most ungodly; and when they saw the change which
had taken place in him, instead of rejoicing in his joy, they mocked, swore,
sang impure songs, and did all they could to thwart and distress him. He saw
that remonstrances were vain, and he resolved to pray for them. He did so, but
for a time, no answer came, and he was sorely discouraged. Still he resolved to
continue his supplications on their behalf. Then suddenly one day the men in
the mill were astonished at cries proceeding from their homes, which were
nearby. The business in the mill was suspended, and the men rushed to their
houses to see what had caused the cries. They found their wives and daughters
prostrated under strong conviction, crying to the Lord for mercy. The hitherto
despised convert was at once appealed to, and, with a heart overflowing with
gratitude, he led their supplications and directed all to Christ. Soon the Lord
vouchsafed His mercy; the weeping penitents became rejoicing converts, and
wives and daughters were that day added to the Lord.
"But his prayers were as yet only partially answered.
They were soon to receive a more glorious fulfillment. Some days after the
above occurrence, the mill had again to be stopped, but this time not because
of the women, but the men. Husbands and brothers, whilst engaged at their work,
were arrested and smitten down whilst in the very act of attending the
machinery. Some of the strongest men and greatest scoffers in the whole country
fell powerless in a moment under the mighty and mysterious influence that was
at work.
"Never had there been such a day in that establishment. Strongmen were
seen prostrated and crying for mercy. Converted wives and daughters bent over
them with tears of joy, whilst they returned thanks to God for the awakening of
their husbands and brothers, and prayed that soon all might rejoice with one
another as heirs together of the grace of life. And such has been the case. The
poor man's prayers have indeed been answered. He has just been telling me that
the seven souls in the house where he resides are now all converted, and that
about nine-tenths of the workers in the mill have been visited by the Spirit of
the Lord."
The
same chronicler tells of the change that came to the men of a stone-quarry when
the Spirit of God fell upon them: "Near the outskirts of the parish, there
is a quarry, which was formerly notorious for the wickedness of those who
wrought in it. It was, in fact an emporium for all sorts of vice; but when our
revival commenced in Comber, it was such a strange and unheard-of thing among
these quarrymen, that they resolved, through curiosity, to come and see it.
They accordingly attended the nightly prayer meetings in our congregation.
Gradually a change crept over them. Drinking was diminished, swearing was given
up, seriousness and anxiety prevailed. I was requested to go and preach to them
during working hours in the middle of the day. I did so. Immediately on my
appearance all work was suspended; and, at the very busiest time, master and
men attended for upwards of two hours. Under the open sky, in a sort of large
amphitheatre, formed by the excavation of the quarry, and surrounded by the
mountains rocky walls, I proclaimed to them the glorious gospel of the blessed
God.
"Prayer-meetings amongst the men were immediately
established. The head of the quarry soon announced to his men that he himself
was entirely changed, and declared that he had resolved to live henceforth only
for Christ. A marvellous transformation was soon apparent among the men. The
head of the establishment told me that out of ninety-six families in his
employment, upwards of ninety have now established family worship.
'Drunkenness,' he said, 'has disappeared, and neither oath nor improper
expression is now heard in that quarry. As for myself,' he continued, 'I
consider myself as a mere steward, having nothing of my own, and bound by feelings,
both of responsibility and gratitude, to live for God's glory.
The
results of the revival were deep and permanent and far-reaching. The awakening
brought a new era of grace and glory to the churches of Northern Ireland. One
of the ministers wrote: "After examining the facts as far as I could
gather them, I judge that not less than one hundred thousand persons in Ulster
were brought under gracious influence during that time. The revival had the
help of almost the entire secular press. It was not confined to any one
denomination, but embraced all evangelical churches; and up till the present
time, all those have maintained an unprecedented unity. I consider it the most
glorious work of God ever known in this country in so short a time.”
The results of the revival in Ireland
were long and lasting. Ministers and laymen looked back with profound gratitude
to God for the glorious awakening of '59.
After a period of forty-five years the fire again fell from heaven--this time
in Wales. Once more there was a mighty outpouring of God's Spirit. Vast
multitudes were saved, and the Christians of the land were wondrously quickened
in the faith.
For the time being Wales became the spiritual center of Christendom. Visitors
from many lands flocked to Wales to witness the revival meetings, hoping, if
possible, to carry back some of the revival fire to their own countries.
Revival was the chief topic of conversation. The Welsh newspapers devoted
columns to the movement each day; and occasionally special Revival Editions
were issued.
A
Chicago publisher, Mr. S. B. Shaw, was so stirred by the news of the great
awakening in Wales that he compiled a very interesting book containing
eyewitness reports of the revival, which had appeared in various religious
papers in Great Britain and America. The book was entitled "The Great
Revival in Wales." It was published forty years ago. Providentially some
copies were preserved by the publishers throughout the past decades and
recently came into the possession of Mr. C. F. Chapman, of Jacksonville,
Florida, who is earnestly praying and working for another great spiritual
awakening in our land.
Mr. Chapman kindly sent me a copy of the book, and from it I received great
spiritual blessing and also much helpful material. I praise God for leading Mr.
Shaw to gather so many interesting incidents about the revivals in Wales and
Ireland, and I am deeply grateful to Mr. Chapman for sending me a copy of the
book. How marvelously God works His wonders to perform!
Here is a vivid description of the revival in Wales that appeared in a
religious paper in Chicago at the time of the great awakening:
"A wonderful revival is sweeping over Wales. The whole
country, from the city to the colliery underground, is aflame with gospel
glory. Police courts are hardly necessary, public houses are being deserted,
old debts are being paid to satisfy awakened consciences, and definite and
unmistakable answers to prayer are recorded.
"The leader in this great religious movement is a young man twenty-six
years of age, Evan Roberts. First he worked in a coal mine, then became an
apprentice in a forge, then a student for the ministry. But all his life he has
yearned to preach the gospel. He is no orator, he is not widely read. The only
book he knows from cover to cover is the Bible. He has in his possession a
Bible, which he values above anything else belonging to him. It is a Bible
slightly scorched in a colliery explosion. When the evangelist was working in a
colliery he used to take his Bible with him, and while at work would put it
away in some convenient hole or nook near his working place, ready to his hand
when he could snatch a moment or two to scan its beloved pages. A serious
explosion occurred one day. The future Welsh revivalist escaped practically
unhurt, but the leaves of his Bible were scorched by the fiery blast. 'Evan
Roberts' scorched Bible' is a familiar phrase among his friends.
"Little more than a month ago Evan Roberts was unknown, studying in one of
the Welsh colleges at Newcastle-Emlyn to prepare for the Calvinistic Methodist
ministry. Then came the summons, and he obeyed. He insists that he has been
called to his present work by the direct guidance of the Holy Ghost. At once,
without question and without hesitation, he was accepted by the people.
Wherever he went hearts were set aflame with the love of God.
"The dominant note of the revival is prayer and praise. Another striking
fact is the joyousness and radiant happiness of the evangelist. Evan Roberts
smiles when he prays, laughs when he preaches. 'Ah, it is a grand life,' he
cries. 'I am happy, so happy that I could walk on the air. Tired? Never! God
has made me strong. He has given me courage.'
"He is a leader who preaches victory, and shows how it may be won--victory
over the dull depression and gloomy doubt of our time. It has long been felt in
Wales as elsewhere, that the time was ripe for a great religious revival. As
the Rev. H. M. Hughes, a Congregational minister in Cardiff, recently pointed
out, all efforts, movements, and organizations did not stem the flood of evil
or stop the growth of pleasure seeking and mammon worship. A generation had
risen that had not seen the arm of God working as it had done in 1859 in
Ireland.
"Now, the revival has arrived, and it has many of the marks of previous
great awakenings. Strongmen are held in its grip; the Spirit of God stirs to
their very depths whole neighborhoods and districts. There is a tumult of
emotion, an overpowering influence, and a conviction of sin that can only be
attributed to Divine agency.
"Personal eloquence, magnetism, fervor, or mental power do not account for
it. The only explanation is the one which the evangelist gives--it is all of
God. And it has already done infinite good in places far away from its
immediate locality. Men everywhere are thinking, talking, discussing religious
topics, and at last God, Christ, and the soul have to some degree come to their
own. The revival seems to work especially among young people. Its form is that
of prayer, praise, and personal testimony. Its absence of method makes it the
expression of the emotions of young hearts aflame with the love of God."
In
an article on the revival in the Methodist Times of London, England, Rev. T.
Ferrier Hulme records some of the impressions of his visit to Wales to see the
awakening: "It will give us all renewed faith in prayer, for this is
emphatically a praying revival. Evan Roberts told me that prayer became so
passionate and mighty at Caerphilly that at midnight a number of men formed
themselves into a 'Get-them-out-of-bed brigade,' and, in an hour or two, three
of the sinners prayed for became so miserable in bed that they dressed
hurriedly, and came on to the service, and yielded to Christ there and then. I
have seen over and over again the complete abandonment with which men give
themselves up to pleading, as if they were totally unconscious of any presence
but that of Christ, and are quite unaffected by anything or anybody else. Even
when I could not understand a single word I have been indescribably moved.
"Extraordinary incidents are as numerous as ever. At
Cardiff a young man, who had been lost to his parents for three years, turned
up at the very service where his father (a county magistrate) and his mother
were praying for him. His father knelt at his side to help him to Jesus, but
the son did not recognize him till they both rose to give praise! They then
went together to find the mother, who in another part of the chapel was
earnestly praying for her lost boy, and was totally oblivious of anything and
any one around her. The scene was indescribably pathetic, and the joy of all
was ecstatic.
"What was and is remarkable right throughout the meetings is their
spontaneity. On some occasions as many as half a dozen commence to pray at one
time, and continually brothers and sisters are on their feet to pray, waiting
turns. One old brother six times attempted to pray and each time was
forestalled by someone else.
"It was a glorious sight to see sinners rising and coming to the penitent
form seeking forgiveness. After the singing of 'Come to Jesus, the question was
asked, 'Who will come to Him now?' A man got up and shouted, 'I will,' and then
broke down. Then his wife came out to the penitent form, and all his children.
Another case occurred during the singing of 'Throw Out the Life-Line.' A
passer-by who was drunk was so affected by the singing that he turned into the
meeting. It was wonderful to see the change that took place in him before the
meeting was over. He came forward and confessed Christ, and when the meeting
closed he was a sober man. Never has the Spirit of God been felt in such a
powerful manner before.
"Many who have long been prayed for have yielded; backsliders have come
back, and many wonderful cases of conversion have taken place. The football
field, the dance, and the dramatic entertainment have been given up, and many
things laid aside for the 'revival meetings.
Another
report in the Methodist Times tells of the decrease in drunkenness and crime,
as the result of the revival: "Reports from all the districts in South
Wales affected by the revival show that the Christmas holidays, so dreaded by
new converts who formerly devoted the whole of the time to drink and revelry,
have passed by without the defections from the faith which were loudly
prophesied by the unsympathetic and unbelieving. South Wales has never known
such a quiet and peaceful Christmas.
"In Cardiff, police reports show that drunkenness has
diminished over 60 per cent, whilst on Saturday last the Mayor was presented by
the Chief Constable with a pair of white gloves, there being no case at all on
the charge sheet--an unprecedented fact for the last day of the year.
"The same thing happened at the Swansea County Court on the previous
Saturday, and the magistrate said, 'In all the years I've been sitting here
I've, never seen anything like it, and I attribute this happy state of things
entirely to the revival.'
"The streets of Aberdare on Christmas Eve were almost entirely free from drunkenness,
and on Christmas Day there were no prisoners at all in the cells. At Abercarn
Police Court, responsible for a population of 21,000, there was not a single
summons on Thursday--a thing unknown since the court was formed fourteen years
ago--and here, too, was enacted the ceremony of the white gloves.
"The change in the language of the crowds has been just as marked as the
change in their drinking habits. As the old hymn says:
Suffice that for the season past
Hell's horrid language filled our tongues,
We all Thy words behind us cast,
And lewdly sang the drunkard's songs.
But, 0 the power of grace divine!
In hymns we now our voices raise,
Loudly in strange hosannas join,
And blasphemies are turned to praise!
"Whilst bands of enthusiastic
workers have paraded the streets, arresting the attention of the careless by
joyful song and earnest invitation, homely meetings have been extemporized in
cottages, and here some of the most precious experiences of the revival have
been obtained. At one of these family gatherings no less than five conversions
were recorded.
"The secular press is still fanning the flame by its sympathetic reports
of the revival meetings. Surely one of the most remarkable facts yet recorded
in daily journalism is the 'Revival Edition' of the Evening Express, published
in Cardiff. The managers had found a football edition paid them well, so they
experimented with a 'Revival Edition,' in which every article, every report,
every paragraph, and every portrait, indeed every line, except the
advertisements, dealt with religious work. It has had such an enormous sale
that a similar edition was produced last Tuesday."
Another
report of the revival tells of the great increase in the sale of New Testaments
and Bibles, and a corresponding decrease in the sale of low-class literature:
"The Welsh are supposed to be a Bible-reading people, and judging by the
numerous and apt quotations in their prayers they know a great deal more about
the contents of the Book than the average man. And yet again and again when
Evan Roberts has tested the congregations it was found that even among
Christian people Bible readers were in a minority. Those who have confessed
their neglect have promised to amend their ways, and they have so far kept
their vow by purchasing Bibles in large quantities.
"The increase in the sales has been very great. A
bookseller at Ton, in the heart of the Rhondda, who has been eighteen years in
the trade, says the increase has been 'tremendous' --and there has been a
corresponding decrease in the sale of low-class literature. So say two
booksellers in the neighboring town of Pentre, who add that the most remarkable
increase has been in the purchase of pocket Testaments by young men. At Neath a
bookseller states that before the revival he regarded Bibles as dead stock, but
in recent weeks he had cleared out all his old stock and has had to get further
supplies. To some of his customers the Bible was quite unknown, and they
carried it off as a hoarded treasure. Along with this there has been a decided
slump in 'penny dreadfuls.'"
Oh,
that such faith and fervor, such forsaking of sin, and such a Bible reading
revival might come to America and other lands today! It will, if we will
believe and "pray through."
When
the Welsh awakening began I was in Liverpool, England, writing up the
Torrey-Alexander revival meetings in that city for various religious papers in
America.
My soul was deeply stirred by the reports of the revival in Wales. I longed to see the spiritual awakening with my own eyes.
Accompanied by a friend I left Liverpool to go to the center of the revival in
Wales. And here is the story of our visit, written just after our return to
Liverpool:
"I have just returned from a two days visit to the
storm center of the great Welsh revival which is sweeping over Wales like a
cyclone, lifting people into an ecstasy of spiritual fervor. Already over
34,000 converts have been made, and the great awakening shows no sign of
waning. All observers agree that the movement is fully as remarkable as the
memorable revival of I859-60. It is sweeping over hundreds of hamlets and
cities, emptying saloons, theatres, and dance halls, and filling the churches
night after night with praying multitudes. The policemen are almost idle; in
many cases the magistrates have few trials on hand; debts are being paid; and
the character of entire communities is being transformed almost in a day. Wales
is studded with coalmines, and it is a common occurrence to have prayer meetings
held a thousand feet under ground amid the tinkle of the horses' bells and the
weird twinkle of the miners' lamps.
"The leader of the revival is Mr. Evan Roberts, a young man only
twenty-six years of age, who was a collier, and was later apprenticed to become
a blacksmith. Then he felt a call to the ministry, and was a student in a
preparatory school when the Spirit came upon him in such power that he felt
impelled to return to his native village of Loughor and tell the people of
God's love for them. He did so, and, as he spoke, the fire fell from heaven
upon the community. The people were so stirred that they crowded into church
after church, and remained until four o'clock in the morning. The flame spread
from district to district throughout South Wales with almost incredible
swiftness, and soon scores of towns were being shaken by the power of God. From
the beginning, however, Mr. Roberts has been the leader of the movement, and
wherever he goes the revival reaches fever heat. The fore-most Welsh newspapers
devote columns each day to his meetings and give photographs of him; and
souvenir post-cards representing him, are sold everywhere. Some idea of his
sudden fame may be gained from the fact that sixty newspaper representatives
endeavoured to interview him in two days recently.
"It was my good fortune to take two meals with Mr. Roberts, and to attend
three meetings he conducted. But let me give my impressions of the meetings and
of Mr. Roberts in order as they were formed during the visit.
"At noon on Tuesday I wired one .of the leading Welsh newspapers, asking
where Mr. Roberts would speak that evening. The reply came back that he would
be at Swansea for the next two days. At 2 p.m. I left Liverpool with an
American friend, and we arrived at Swansea at 9:30 p.m. Hastening to a hotel we
found it filled with visitors, who had come to 'catch the fire' of the revival.
A second place we found in a similar condition, but at the third place we
secured accommodations, and then hastened to the church, which was fortunately
situated in the downtown district. It was 9:45
when we reached the place, and even at that hour there were some scores of
people in the street seeking admission. But the gates were closed and guarded
by policemen, for the church was already packed to the doors.
"Going up to one of the policemen I whispered that I was an American
journalist, and that my friend and I were from Chicago. These words acted like
a magic charm, for he at once asked us to come to another gate, where we were
speedily admitted and ushered into the building. My first impression! How am I
to describe it? As we entered the door I beheld a room, meant to seat about 700
people, crowded to suffocation with about 1,500. But this was not the chief
thing that attracted us. Up in the gallery a young lady was standing, praying
with such fervor as I had rarely if ever heard before. One hand was upraised,
and her tones were full of agonized pleading, and though it was in Welsh, so
that I could not understand a word she uttered, yet it sent a strange thrill
through me. Then a young man arose, and with rapt upraised face prayed as
though he were in the presence of the Almighty. The entire atmosphere of the
room was white-hot with spiritual emotion, and my chief thought was: 'This is a
picture of what must have occurred in the early church in the first century of
the Christian era.'
"A hymn was now started, and my attention was riveted on Evan Roberts, who
stood in the pulpit and led the music with face irradiated with joy, smiles,
and even laughter. What impressed me most was his utter naturalness, his entire
absence of solemnity. He seemed just bubbling over with sheer happiness, just
as jubilant as a young man at a baseball game. He did not preach; he simply
talked between the prayers and songs and testimonies, and then rarely more than
a few sentences at a time. Imagine a Christian Endeavour meeting where those
present are wrought up to a pitch of holy enthusiasm until they are
figuratively 'on fire,' and you will have a picture of the proceedings at
Trinity Chapel that night.
"To my surprise the meeting terminated at 10:30. The reason for this, it
was explained, is that Swansea is a city of nearly 100,000 population, and the
people must go to their work early in the morning. We were also informed that
Mr. Roberts was now usually ending the meetings at about this hour so as to
avoid a nervous collapse.
"The next morning my friend and I went to the place where Mr. Roberts was
staying, and were not only successful in securing a cordial interview, but were
also invited to have luncheon with him. In appearance the young evangelist is
of medium height, slender, brown-haired. He is extremely nervous in
temperament, and his pallor showed the strain of the meetings upon him. When asked
for a message for America, he grasped my hand, and gave me the following:
" 'The prophecy of Joel is being fulfilled. There the Lord says, "I
will pour out my Spirit upon all flesh." If that is so, all flesh must be
prepared to receive. (1) The past must be clear; every sin confessed to God,
any wrong to man must be put right. (2) Everything doubtful must be removed
once for all out of our lives, (3) Obedience prompt and implicit to the Spirit
of God. (4) Public confession of Christ. Christ said, "I, if I be lifted
up will draw all men unto me." There it is. Christ is all in all.'
"The afternoon and evening meetings we attended were very largely like the
first one, save that in each meeting the mood of Mr. Roberts was different. At
the afternoon meeting, while describing the agony of Christ in the Garden of
Gethsemane, he broke down and sobbed from the pulpit, while scores in the
building wept with him. The meeting had been announced to begin at 2 p.m., but
before 12 the building was packed, although it was at the, edge of the city. It
was with the utmost difficulty, aided by the police, that my friend and I
squeezed ourselves in at the rear door, and then we stood near the pulpit
scarcely able to move an arm. The air was stifling, but the people minded this
not a whit. They had forgotten the things of earth, and stood in the presence
of God. The meeting began about noon, and went on at white heat for two hours
before Mr. Roberts arrived, and ended at 4:30 p.m.
"At the evening meeting Mr. Roberts was silent much of the time. For full
twenty minutes he sat or stood motionless with closed eyes. But the meeting
went on just as fervidly as though he were speaking. It was strange indeed to
hear some one praying undisturbed while a hymn was being sung; or to hear two,
three, or four engaged in prayer at the same time; yet, as has been so often
remarked, there was perfect order in the midst of the seeming disorder. It was
the Lord's doing, and it was marvelous in our eyes!
"Presently a young girl--not over sixteen years of age--arose in the
gallery, and began to pray. I understood not a word she said, but in a few
seconds, in spite of myself, the tears were streaming down my cheeks. I looked
up, and lo! old grey haired ministers of the gospel were likewise weeping!
There was something in the very tones of her voice that lifted one above the
world, and pierced to the core of one's heart.
"It was nearly 10 p.m. when the most thrilling and beautiful incident of
our visit occurred. A respectably dressed young man of about nineteen came down
from the gallery, crying like a child, the tears streaming down his face as he
staggered down the aisle towards the 'set fawr' (penitent form). He was nearly
fainting when he got to the entrance to the big seat, and he threw his arms
around the neck of the Rev. William James, the pastor of Ebenezer, which is the
church he attends.
" 'Pray for me! Pray for me!' he shouted, as he embraced the minister who
was moved to tears. The young man dropped into a chair. Mr. Roberts, who had
been sitting on a chair in the pulpit, was on his feet. Something seemed to
have told him what was the matter, and his face beamed with joy. Down the
pulpit stairs he proceeded, and, on reaching the young man, threw his arms
around him in a most affectionate manner. Mr. Roberts talked to him, and in a
few minutes both were on their way to the pulpit. The young man was in first.
'What a change! The symptoms of being overcome had disappeared. His face had
never worn a brighter appearance! 'Is mother here? Is mother here?' he shouted.
A voice from the back of the chapel answered. 'Yes! Yes! She's here!'
"At this point every one in the audience was so deeply touched by the
affecting scene that there was scarcely a dry eye to be observed. Some one
started the Welsh hymn which is always sung when a person yields completely to
God, and which has become the chant of victory of the revival. In thrilling and
triumphant tones they sang fervently:--
Diolch Iddo, diolch Iddo, diolch Iddo,
Byth am goflo, Ilwch as llawr.
Which being interpreted means--
Praises, praises, praises to God
Who has remembered such as we are.
"When all was quiet, he said,
'Mother, I have had to give in! Yes, indeed! I tried to refuse, but I was
compelled to submit!'
"A little later on he was calling for others to surrender, as it was
'grand.' He would not give his mother any more trouble! The mother, broke into
prayer, and when her son recognized her voice, he shouted, 'Well done, mom!'
(Well done, mother.)
"Numerous accounts have been given of the beginning of the mighty
awakening, no two of which agree. Some attribute it to a young girl who spoke
at a Christian Endeavor meeting with such fervor that her hearers were melted
into tears, and the flame started there. Others declare that it began when Evan
Roberts went back to his native town of Loughor, two months ago, and set it on
fire with his Spirit-filled pleading to accept Christ. But the fact is that the
revival broke out in a score of places almost simultaneously, and Evan Roberts
and the other young and fiery evangelists who have arisen during the last few
weeks are largely the products rather than the causes of the awakening.
"The true origin of the movement is probably to be found in the prayer
circles which have honeycombed Wales for the last eighteen months. The people
who had banded them selves together were crying out mightily for a revival, and
God at length graciously answered the prayers of His saints. It is interesting
to Americans to know how the prayer circles were started. A lady living in
Australia read a book by Dr. R. A. Torrey, in which he reiterated the statement
that we must 'pray through' for revival. At that time Dr. Torrey and Mr.
Charles M. Alexander, noted American evangelists, were conducting their great
revival in Melbourne, the success of which was largely due to the 2,000 prayer
circles, which were held throughout the city. Shortly afterward the lady, who
had been so stirred by Dr. Torrey's book, came to England. She became the means
of starting thousands of prayer circles throughout the British Isles, the
object of which was to pray for a worldwide revival. The answer to those
prayers has come in part in the Welsh awakening, and may God speed the day when
the revival fires will spread all over Britain and America, and throughout the
entire world!"
In
the white heat of the revival, Dr. G. Campbell Morgan, the well-known Bible
teacher and expositor, made a special trip to Wales to get his own first-hand
impressions of the awakening.
His soul was thrilled and his heart was filled with praise and thanksgiving to
God for the things that he saw and heard. He returned to London and gave his
congregation at Westminster Chapel a stirring account of his visit.
Dr. Morgan began by reading verses 15 to 18 of the second chapter of the Acts
of the Apostles:
For these are not drunken, as ye suppose, seeing it is but
the third hour of the day. But this is that which was spoken by the prophet
Joel;
And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God; I will pour out of my
Spirit upon all flesh:
And your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
And your young men shall see visions,
And your old men shall dream dreams:
And on my servants and on my hand-maidens
I will pour out in those days of my Spirit; and they shall prophesy.
"I
have not read these words as a text, but as an introduction to what I desire to
say, as God shall help me, concerning the most recent manifestation of
Pentecostal power. I refer to the great work of God that is going on in Wales
at this time. In the simplest way I want to speak to you of what my own eyes
have seen, my own ears heard, and my own heart felt.
"Yet I cannot help reverting, before going further, to the passage that I
have read in your hearing. Peter stood in the midst of one of the most
wonderful scenes that the world has ever beheld. When men said of the shouting
multitudes that they were drunk, Peter said, No, these men 'are not drunken as
ye suppose'; but 'this is that which was spoken by the prophet Joel.' If any
one shall say to me, 'What do you think of the Welsh revival?' I say at once,
'This is that.'
"This is no mere piece of imagination, and it certainly is not a piece of
exaggeration. 'I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh, and your sons and
your daughters shall prophesy,' is the promise now evidently fulfilled in
Wales. If you ask for proof of that assertion, I point to the signs. 'Your
young men shall see visions!' That is
exactly what is happening. It does not at all matter that this cynical and
dust-covered age laughs at the vision. The young men are seeing it. 'And your
old men shall dream dreams,' and that is happening. The vision goes forward,
the dream goes backward; and the old men are dreaming of '59, and feeling its
thrill again. Yea, 'and on my servants and on my handmaidens, I will pour out
in those days of my Spirit, and they shall prophesy.' It does not at all matter
that some regular people are objecting to the irregular doings. 'This is that.'
If you ask me the meaning of the Welsh revival, I say, without one single
moment's doubt, IT IS PENTECOST CONTINUED.
"Let me talk familiarly and quietly, as though sitting in my own room. I
left London on Monday, reaching Cardiff at 8:30 that evening, and my friend who
met me said to me, ' What are you going to do? Will you go home, or will you go
to the meeting?' I said, 'What meeting?' He said, 'There is a meeting in Roath
Road Chapel.' 'Oh,' I said, 'I would rather have a meeting than home.' We went.
The meeting had been going on an hour and a half when we got there, and we
stayed for two hours and a half, and went home, and the meeting was still going
on, and I had not then touched what is spoken of as--it is not my phrase, but
it is expressive--the 'fire zone.' I was on the outskirts of the work. It was a
wonderful night, utterly without order, characterized from first to last by the
orderliness of the Spirit of God.
"It was my holy privilege to come into the center of this wonderful work
and movement. Arriving in the morning in the village, everything seemed quiet,
and we wended our way to the place where a group of chapels stood. And
everything was so quiet and orderly that we had to ask where the meeting was.
And a lad, pointing to a chapel, said 'In there.' Not a single person outside.
Everything was quiet. We made our way through the open door, and just managed
to get inside, and found the chapel crowded from floor to ceiling with a great
mass of people. What was the occupation of the service? It is impossible for me
to tell you finally and fully. Suffice it to say that throughout that service
there was singing and praying, and personal testimony, but no preaching.
"It was a meeting characterized by a perpetual series of interruptions and
disorderliness. It was a meeting characterized by a great continuity and an
absolute order. You say, 'How do you reconcile these things?' I do not
reconcile them. They are both there. I leave you, to reconcile them. If you put
a man into the midst of one of these meetings who knows nothing of the language
of the Spirit, and nothing of the life of the Spirit, one of two things will
happen to him. He will either pass out saying, 'These men are drunk,' or he
himself will be swept up by the fire into the kingdom of God. If you put a man
down who knows the language of the Spirit, he will be struck by this most
peculiar thing. I am speaking with diffidence, for I have never seen anything
like it in my life. While a man praying is disturbed by the breaking out of
song, there is no sense of disorder, and the prayer merges into song, and back
into testimony, and back again into song for hour after hour, without guidance.
These are the three occupations-- singing, prayer, testimony. Evan Roberts was
not present. There was no human leader.
"As the meeting went on, a man rose in the gallery, and said, 'So and So,'
naming some man, 'has decided for Christ,' and then in a moment the song began.
They did not sing 'Songs of Praises,' they sang 'Diolch Iddo,' and the
weirdness and beauty of it swept over the audience. It was a song of praise
because that man was born again. There are no inquiry rooms, no penitent forms,
but some worker announces, or an inquirer openly confesses Christ. The name is
registered, and the song breaks out, and they go back to testimony and prayer.
"'In the evening exactly the same thing. I personally stood for three
solid hours wedged so that I could not lift my hands at all. That which
impressed me most was the congregation. I looked along the gallery of the
chapel on my right, and there were three women, and the rest were men packed
solidly in. If you could but for once have seen the men, evidently colliers,
with the seam that told of their work on their faces--clean and beautiful.
Beautiful, did I say? Many of them lit with heavens own light, radiant with the
light that never was on sea nor land. Great rough, magnificent, poetic men by
nature, but the nature had slumbered long.
"Today it is awakened, and I looked on many a face, and I knew that men
did not see me, did not see Evan Roberts, but they saw the face of God and the
eternities. I left that evening, after having been in the meeting three hours,
at 10:30, and it swept on, packed as it was, until an early hour next morning,
song and prayer and testimony and conversion and confession of sin by leading
church members publicly, and the putting of it away, and all the while no human
leader, no one indicating the next thing to do, no one checking the spontaneous
movement.
"When these Welshmen sing, they sing the words like men who believe them.
They abandon themselves to their singing. No choir, did I say? It was all
choir. And hymns! I stood and listened in wonder and amazement as that
congregation on that night sang hymn after hymn, long hymns, sung through without
hymnbooks. Oh, don't you see it? The Sunday school is having its harvest now.
The family altar is having its harvest now. The teaching of hymns and the Bible
among those Welsh hills and valleys is having its harvest now. No advertising.
The whole thing advertises itself. You tell me the press is advertising it. I
tell you they did not begin advertising it until the thing caught fire and
spread. And let me say to you, one of the most remarkable things is the
attitude of the Welsh press. I come across instance after instance of men
converted by reading the story of the revival in the Western Mail and the South
Wales Daily News.
"Whence has it come? All over Wales--I am giving you roughly the result of
the questioning of fifty or more persons at random in the week--a praying
remnant has been agonizing before God about the state of the beloved land, and
it is through their prayers that the answer of fire has come. You tell me that
the revival originates with Roberts. I tell you that Roberts is a product of
the revival. You tell me that it began in an Endeavor meeting where a dear girl
bore testimony. I tell you that was part of the result of a revival breaking
out everywhere. If you and I could stand above Wales, looking at it, you would
see fire breaking out here, and there, and yonder, and somewhere else, without
any collusion or prearrangement. It is a Divine visitation in which God--let me
say this reverently--in which God is saying to us: See what I can do without
the things you are depending on; see what I can do in answer to a praying
people; see what I can do through the simplest, who are ready to fall in line,
and depend wholly and absolutely on Me.
"What effect is this working producing upon men? First of all, it is
turning Christians everywhere into evangelists. There is nothing more
remarkable about it than that, I think. People you never expected to see doing
this kind of thing are becoming definite personal workers. Let me give you an
illustration. A friend of mine went to one of the meetings. He walked to the
meeting with an old friend of his, a deacon of the Congregational Church, a man
whose piety no one doubted, a man who for long years had worked in the life of
the church in some of its departments, but a man who never would think of speaking
to men about their souls, although he would not have objected to someone else
doing it.
"As my friend walked down with the deacon, the deacon said to him, 'I have
eighteen young men in an athletic class of which I am president. I hope some of
them will be in the meeting tonight.' Presently there was a new manifestation.
Within fifteen minutes the deacon left his seat by my friend and was seen
talking to a young man down in front of him. Soon the deacon rose and said,
'Thank God for So and So,' giving his name, 'he has given his heart to Christ
right here.' In a moment or two he left him, and was with another young man.
Before that meeting closed that deacon had led every one of those eighteen
young men to Jesus Christ. And this was the man who never before thought of
speaking to men about their souls.
"My own friend, with whom I stayed, who has always been reticent of
speaking to men, told me how, sitting in his office, there surged upon him the
great conviction that he ought to go and speak to another man with whom he had
done business for long years. My friend suddenly put down his pen, and left his
office, and went on 'Change,' and there he saw the very man he had come to
seek. Going up to him, and passing the time of day, the man said to him,
"What do you think of this revival?' He looked his friend squarely in the
eye and said, 'How is it with your own soul?'
"The man looked back at him, and said, 'Last night at twelve, for some
unknown reason, I had to get out of bed and give myself to Jesus Christ, and I
was hungering for some one to come and talk to me.' Here is a man turned into
an evangelist by supernatural means.' If this is emotional, then God send us
more of it! Here is a cool, calculating business ship owner that I have known
all my life, leaving his office to go on 'Change,' and ask a man about his
soul.
"The other day down in one of the mines-- and I hope you understand I am
only repeating to you the instances that came under my personal
observation--the other day in one of the mines, a collier was walking along,
and he came, to his great surprise, to where one of the principal officials in
the mine was standing. The official said, 'Jim, I have been waiting two hours
here for you.' 'Have you, sir?' said Jim. 'What do you want?' 'I want to be
saved, Jim.' The man said, 'Let us get right down here,' and there in the mine,
the mining official, instructed by the miner, passed into the kingdom of God.
When he got up he said, 'Tell all the men, tell everybody you meet, I am
converted.' Straightway confession.
"The movement is characterized by the most remarkable confession of sin,
confessions that must be costly. I heard some of them, men rising who have been
members of the church, and officers of the church, confessing hidden sin in
their hearts, impurity committed and condoned, and seeking prayer for its
putting away. The whole movement is marvelously characterized by a confession
of Jesus Christ, testimony to his power, to His goodness, to His beneficence,
and testimony merging forevermore into outbursts of singing.
"Men are seeing God. Well, but you say that will pass. It is passing. The
vision is passing out into virtue, and men are paying their debts, and
abandoning the public house, and treating their horses well. Did you say the
next revival would be ethical? It is that, because it is spiritual, and you
will never get an ethical revival except in this way. Vision is merging into
virtue. Theatrical companies are packing up and going back because there are no
audiences, and on every hand there is sweeping down these Welsh valleys a great
clean river. It is the river of God, and men are being cleansed in it, in
personal and civic relationships. Tradesmen are being startled by men paying
debts. An emotion that will make a man do that is worth cultivating, and it is
good all the way through.
"No man ever yet could describe a burning bush, and I know I have not
described this to you.
"There is nothing so important as the saving of men, and when the church
says that, and is ready, God will come. We need then to wait upon Him in
earnest, constant prayer. Oh, brothers, sisters, pray, pray alone! Pray in
secret! Pray together!"
Chapter VIII
Can the Heavenly Fire Fall Again?
After reading these thrilling and true
stories of revival, I believe that most of us are convinced that revivals come
in answer to earnest, intercessory prayer.
Is God's arm shortened in our generation? Can the fire again fall from heaven?
Yes, we can certainly have another great spiritual awakening if we will pay the
price in prevailing prayer. God's arm is indeed not shortened. It is our lack
of faith that prevents the fire from falling in our own day and generation. We
are too busy "doing things" to take time to "pray through"
for another great outpouring of God's Spirit. And all our "doing"
accomplishes so little without the mighty empowering of the Holy Spirit.
Not
long after our fair young republic was started, the forces of evil came in like
a flood to destroy it. In his "History of American Revivals" Dr.
Frank G. Beardsley tells of the conditions that prevailed in our land at the
beginning of the nineteenth century. He says: "It was a time of beginnings
in the life of the nation, a time moreover when the religious character of our
country was suspended in the balances and the destinies thereof were to be
decided for generations to come. For a while the overthrow of Christianity
seemed to be complete. Churches were declining. Revivals were few. The educated
and influential almost universally regarded Christianity with indifference, if
not with open contempt. Infidelity was rife and was increasing alarmingly on
every hand. In fact, all indications seemed to point to a decline in that faith
which had animated the Pilgrim Fathers and inspired the hopes of the early
settlers of our country."
But godly people determined to pray earnestly and fervently day by day to
prevent the destruction of the young republic. Mr. Beardsley says: "Christians entered into a solemn
covenant to spend a definite portion of their time in prayer for an outpouring
of the Spirit of God for the salvation of men."
The result was the great revival of 1800. In estimating the influence of this
awakening on the life of our nation, Mr. Beardsley says:
"All the Christian activities of the land throbbed with
the pulsations of a new life. Every condition of society was reached from the
cultured classes of staid New England to the untutored settlers on the frontier
of what then constituted the remote West. Infidelity became a vanishing force,
while the religious character of the United States was assured for generations
to come.
If
multitudes of God's children will forsake every known sin, and covenant with
themselves and with God that they will spend some portion of time daily in
intercessory prayer for revival, then the windows of heaven will once more be
opened, and we shall certainly witness another great spiritual awakening in our
land.
There are four definite ways in which each one who reads these lines can have a
very real and vital share in helping to bring revival to our land in this hour
of crisis:
First: You can make a sacred covenant with your own heart and soul to spend
some time each day praying for revival for our land, and victory for our arms,
in this hour of crisis. And rest assured that the Lord will graciously bless
and reward you! I have found from experience that the more I pray for revival,
and the more I seek to enlist others to pray, the more the Lord blesses my
regular daily work. Try it, and see if it will not be true in your own life and
experience.
Second: A prayer card has been printed, giving helpful suggestions for daily
intercession for revival. It is called "My Prayer Covenant." It is
printed in two colors, with a gold border, and makes an attractive bookmark for
your Bible. The ten prayer suggestions on the card are given on a later page.
You can send for a supply of these prayer cards. Use one, yourself day by day;
distribute the others in your church and community; and send them out in
letters to your friends. The prayer cards will be sent free of cost. Please
order only the number of prayer cards that you feel sure you will be able to
use, so none will be wasted.
Third: You can lend your copy of this book to others, and ask them to read it,
and to return it to you as quickly as possible. See the lending plan outlined
on a later page.
Fourth: You can order copies of this book, amid distribute them among praying
people. In this way you will be rendering effective service in enlisting a
greater volume of prayer for revival. If a copy of the book could be given to
each member of your church or Bible Class, it would surely help greatly in
promoting revival in your own community.
Just as I am writing this concluding chapter I have come across a recent report
of a chaplain among our troops. He tells the old, old story of how prayer
brings revival. The chaplain, Major William H. Beeby, a graduate of Wheaton
College, sends this up-to-date story of a work of grace among our own fighting
men, and all in answer to prayer. He says:
"Several chaplains in this area were deploring the
spiritual depravity of many of the service-men, and felt that the only way to
break the crust of indifference was to start revival meetings. We prayed about
the matter, and then waited for the Spirit to lead. One night a group of
earnest Christian men held a prayer meeting. It lasted until midnight. The men
came to us the next day and said, 'Chaplain, we need a revival around here to
stir up the Christians, and get some of these other men saved.' This was the
answer to our prayer--a request from the men for a revival. On the following
Monday night we opened our services, and to the surprise of the skeptics the
meeting place was filled, and there were conversions almost immediately. After
the first week we moved to a chapel that had been enlarged for the occasion,
and after the first night it was filled.
"At this writing, three weeks of the meetings are past, and there have
been over 75 definite conversions, and many backslidden Christians have been
restored. The Spirit continues to work, and what was to be two weeks of
services promises to continue for several more weeks.
"The day and age of godly sorrow that worketh repentance is not over as
yet; and if anyone thinks that servicemen have lost the power to weep over
their sins in true repentance, let that thought disappear. At the invitation
every night (and very few nights go by without conversions--on four or five
occasions eight to ten have come out in response to the altar call) we witness
a scene of mingled tears: tears of repentance of the unsaved, and tears of joy
among the Christians.
"One skeptical chaplain came to the services and afterwards said to me:
'You've got something there. It changes men's lives, and the testimony of the
new converts tonight can't be denied as an evidence of the value of this kind
of work. I never thought that the old sawdust trail would~ work in the
army.'"
Oh
friends, the time is short! A great cancer of sin is eating its way day by day
into the very vitals of our land, both among civilians, and among the men and
women in our armed forces. Man-made palliatives and remedies will not cure the
dread disease. It is only another Pentecostal outpouring of God's Spirit, in
answer to prayer, that will bring our nation back to God!
Christian, for your sake, and for your country's sake, consider and heed God's
challenge which is as true today as when it was given to Solomon so long ago:
"If my people, which are called by my name, shall
humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways;
then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their
land." (II Chron. 7:14)
After
this book was written I received an interesting letter from a minister friend
in an Eastern state telling how they are interceding for revival in his
district, and how the Lord is already hearing and answering prayer. He says:
"Over on a farm about fifteen miles from' here a man is
praying night and day. He says God has put a great burden of prayer on his
heart for the ministers of S--. county, and for lost souls in our county who
are disgracing God's Name. Already he has prayed down great blessing on two
ministers, and has prayed one soul into the kingdom--a terrible drunkard who
has been converted! Two boys who had been arrested and put in jail for stealing
a car have confessed Christ. Marks of a revival are everywhere. In a church
twenty miles from here they are having two prayer meetings a week. In my own
church, God has been pouring out blessing--Christians awakened; many confessing
Christ."
Another
pastor in an Eastern state writes:
"The Lord is beginning to move on the hearts of my
people. They have requested a special prayer meeting for the purpose of praying
for revival. We are going to meet every Sunday evening after the church
service." He also said the ministers of the community desired to have 1000
copies of the "My Prayer Covenant" card to give to people in their
churches.
At
the last minute, just before this book went to press, I received a letter from
French Equatorial Africa telling how glorious revival has broken out there in
answer to earnest intercessory prayer.
The account of the revival was sent by Mr. and Mrs. Richard Paulson of Kembe,
French Equatorial Africa. One or both were formerly students in the Moody Bible
Institute of Chicago. Mr. and Mrs. Paulson write:
"Over a year ago God heard the prayers of a group of
missionaries at Fort Crampel and sent glorious revival.
"We firmly believed that if God could do that for Crampel He could also do
it here at Kembe and at all the other mission stations, and yes, even in
America. It is simply through PRAYER! We covenanted with the missionaries of
Fort Crampel to pray; and since November constant prayer has ascended to our
Heavenly Father's Throne. Each day we waited expectantly and God answered after
two months of prayer. Jesus said: 'That if two of you shall agree on earth as
touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father
which is in heaven.'
"We met with the natives twice a week for prayer and they prayed earnestly
for themselves and all the surrounding heathen villages. The Head Chief, 'Chief
Canton' of this area, who is over all the lesser chiefs, accepted Christ as his
Saviour, and others came for salvation also. This strengthened our faith and
the faith of our native brethren to pray more.
"On the 27th at the close of our native prayer meeting while the closing
prayer was being offered, the Holy Spirit came upon us in great power. The
evangelist, who always had his special chair, fell to the ground on his face;
others likewise and many just kneeling with their heads on the ground began to
cry out to God in agony for their sins--not just one by one the way we have
always prayed, but everyone was praying. Some were praising and thanking God,
others asking forgiveness and confessing their sins to God, others praying for
salvation--everyone was praying. There wasn't a dry eye in that meeting. The
prayer meeting lasted for many hours and all at once without any interruption
on our part, there came a calm and peace over all present.
"It is now a little over a week since the revival fire began in our midst
and it is~ gaining momentum steadily. Already many souls have come to Christ.
The Christians, some of them dead timbers, have been kindled with fire and
enthusiasm. The singing has taken on a glorious note unknown in our midst
before. Many of the natives are actually continuing in prayer without ceasing.
Yesterday one of our faithful deacons arose to give his testimony, and said
that in the night he wasn't permitted to sleep. Three times he was awakened
with a burden of prayer. Our native evangelist, a fine young man who has
faithfully proclaimed the Word for over six years here at Kenibe, is filled to
overflowing. People who never gave a testimony and never prayed are spurred on
by the Spirit to rise to their feet and tell what the Lord hath done for them.
A divine influence seems to pervade the mission station.
"We are praying for every mission station in Africa and for the churches
in the homeland. The Devil has had his revival during this terrible war. It is
time that God's people band together, as never before, and pray, pray, pray!! A
revival is America's only hope. If thousands of God's children in America and
Great Britain and other lands will determine to spend a definite time daily in
private intercession; and if thousands of revival prayer groups could be
formed; who can tell what glorious things may speedily be witnessed? Let us
'bestir ourselves,' and 'advance on our knees,' knowing that the Lord is going
on before us, and leading us on to victory."