W. B. Godbey - Enter His Rest

skate their way down to Hell.
Showed it up as Satan's literal Hell-trap, in which he was so adroitly using the preachers and leading members to
capture the young people and put them on that greased plank and shoot them on the downward road. The Lord
wonderfully helped me to warn them of their awful danger and, responsive to my invitation, gave us an altar
crowded with seekers; thus opening a glorious revival.
My rough and terrible assault proved an awful I awakening to the people, the Holy Ghost wonderfully using it in
conviction. The Presbyterians at once sent me word please to spare them, as they were all repenting in sack cloth
over the wretched mistake they had made, and to rest assured that they would never be guilty of it again.
Meanwhile, the Episcopalians who owned the institution, received such an awakening that they sold it out to
Satan's people and undertook to wash the blood of souls from their hands.
My treatment of that crying iniquity was so summary and decisive that it produced an awful excitement in the
city. Two daily papers immediately took it up, the one against me and the other on my side, and went into the
war hot and heavy. On Tuesday morning following, an anomalous circular was found distributed throughout the
city, ordering me to leave at once or meet Judge Lynch face to face. The next morning another circular was
found throughout the city, exhorting me to take courage and hold on, assuring me that I had plenty of friends in
that place, and need not be afraid.
Of course these sensational papers gave me the best possible advertisement, so that I had to stand in the door,
with the house full of women and a multitude of men without, and preach them the glorious Gospel. Meanwhile
the revival swept on, penitents crowding the altar, seeking and finding the Lord. Brother Lively, who has since
been presiding elder many years, came seventy miles to attend the meeting, and you do not wonder that he got
sanctified.
That was the beginning of my work in Texas. The Lord gave us a glorious victory. He let me preach this
wonderful salvation Gospel from Arkansas to Louisiana, to the Mexican border, and from the Gulf to the Pan
Handle.
While I was moving along holding meetings, pursuant to the invitation of the pastor I held two revivals at
Arlington, a beautiful town midway between Dallas and Fort Worth. The good people were anxious to settle me
there, proposing to donate me a splendid home, which I gratefully, lovingly, and respectfully declined to accept.
The same was done at Russellville, Ind., and likewise declined. I never, never wanted gifts, but always preferred
to pay for everything I received. My collegiate education cost me a thousand dollars, whereas I might have
received it gratuitously. I feel that it is a great mistake for any of us ever to accept a price which our friends set
upon or heads, lest in so doing we might make the awful mistake of Judas when he sold Jesus. When we have
taken Him for our everlasting portion, we have passed the temptation of bribes.
At Alvarado, the Lord gave us a four weeks' revival, which continued to run on after we left, resulting in two
hundred and fifty conversions and sanctifications. The whole country was stirred for twenty miles in all
directions. As a rule the meetings would hold till eleven or twelve o'clock at night, the people lingering
spellbound to the end, knowing that it would take them the balance of the night to drive home. Bud Robinson
came twenty miles in a jolt wagon to attend the meeting There he heard his first sermon on sanctification and
got convicted for it, being at that time a preacher. He says he never survived that conviction till he entered into
the experience.
From Alvarado, we went to Maxahatchie, where the Lord gave us another glorious victory, about one hundred
souls thronging the altar and praying through to a clear, bright testimony to the power of Jesus to save even to
the uttermost.
We found in that country deep and inveterate hostility to sanctification, resulting mainly from a fatal fanaticism
which had visited the land in preceding years, preaching a counterfeit sanctification, which required husband
and wife to separate. Satan is the great counterfeit and never fails to counterfeit everything that God does In that
case the people come in contact with his counterfeit and find it a rattle-snake sub rosa, get bitten and ever
afterward ignorantly fight the genuine. This high handed scheme of counterfeiting the blessed work of God has
always been Satan's great gun. The rationale, when sounded to the bottom, would really beat Diabolus at his