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A History Of The Rise Of Methodism In America - Media Sabda Org

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His next appointment was at Howard's. This was in Still Pond. <strong>The</strong> congregation was large; and<br />

the word reached many hearts. "I met class, and had a precious time. One woman fell to the floor,<br />

and after a struggle lay still. When she came to, she related that she had dreamed the night before that<br />

she saw 'a plain old man who gave me a clean piece of paper; and I believe it represented a clean<br />

heart; and now I know that God has sanctified me.'<br />

"Next day, at Brother H.'s, I had a crowded house. <strong>The</strong> Lord attended the word with great power.<br />

<strong>The</strong> people fell, screamed, and cried aloud for mercy. Here I was as happy as I could live in the body.<br />

Many were awakened; and one big man, who was a sinner, stood amazed; wondering at what his<br />

eyes beheld. <strong>In</strong> class there was a powerful time: some lost the power of their bodies; and we had a<br />

shout in the Lord's camp.<br />

"Next day I went to my appointment. <strong>The</strong> rumor of the work caused many to attend. Looking<br />

round, I saw the big man again, he being of an uncommon size. <strong>In</strong> my application, the Lord opened<br />

the windows of heaven and rained down righteousness. <strong>The</strong> power of God came in such a manner<br />

that it prevented the meeting of the class. Many shouted praises to God; others cried aloud for mercy;<br />

some were all bathed in tears; while others lay on the floor as dead men. <strong>The</strong> people shouted with<br />

a loud shout, and the noise was heard afar off. Thus the meeting continued for three hours; and the<br />

big man was on his knees praying.<br />

"Next day I preached to a small congregation of hardhearted, stiffnecked, uncircumcised sinners;<br />

and felt but little freedom among them. I met the little class, and impressed holiness on them; but<br />

found them rather dead in religion." <strong>Of</strong> the three last appointments, one was in Werton, and the other<br />

two may have been in Chestertown and Quaker Neck.<br />

"At my next appointment, I found many hundreds collected on the occasion of a funeral. <strong>The</strong><br />

Church minister went through the ceremonies, and then preached a short, easy, smooth, soft sermon,<br />

which amounted to almost nothing. By this time a gust was rising, and the firmament was covered<br />

with blackness; two clouds appeared to come from different quarters and meet over the house, which<br />

caused the people to crowd into the house, upstairs and down, to screen themselves from the storm.<br />

When the minister was done, he asked me if I would say something to the people. I arose, and with<br />

some difficulty got on one of the benches, the house was so crowded; and, almost as soon as I began,<br />

the Lord of heaven began also. <strong>The</strong> tremendous claps of thunder exceeded anything I had ever heard,<br />

and the streams of lightning flashed through the house; the house shook, and the windows jarred with<br />

the violence thereof. I lost no time, but set before them the coming of Christ in all His awful<br />

splendor, with all the armies of heaven, to judge the world, and to take vengeance on the ungodly.<br />

It may be, cried I, that he will descend in the next clap of thunder! <strong>The</strong> lightning, thunder, and rain<br />

continued for about one hour, in the most awful manner ever known in that country; during which<br />

time I continued to set before the people the coming of Christ to judge the world, warning and<br />

inviting sinners to flee to Christ. <strong>The</strong> people screamed, screeched, and fell all through the house,"<br />

while Mr. Abbott continued to exclaim: "My Lord! while you thunder without to the ear, help me<br />

to thunder to the hearts of sinners." "One old sinner made an attempt to go, but soon fell. Some of<br />

the people put him in a carriage, and took him where, as I was informed, he neither ate nor drank for<br />

three days and nights. When the storm was over the meeting ended; many were that day convinced,<br />

and many were converted." <strong>In</strong> 1795, when Mr. Abbott was spending his last labors on Kent Circuit,

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