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Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org

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The following brief description of the convention and District Assembly at Chicago is from my<br />

own pen, as I was so fortunate as to be present throughout that historic meeting:<br />

The Convention At Chicago<br />

"I shall not attempt to describe in detail the great convention and District Assembly of last week,<br />

with its quiet conferences, holy joy, glorious victories, and scenes of salvation. To witness it was a<br />

benediction, to participate in it was a lasting blessing. The prayers, and tears, and shouts, and songs,<br />

and sermons, and ringing testimonies, and salvation, of the five days ending with Saturday,<br />

September 9,1905, culminated in the meetings of Sunday, which may be considered as the first<br />

anniversary of the Church of the Nazarene in Chicago.<br />

"Let me begin with the briefest summary of the events of that great day, the greatest of the feast:<br />

Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong> preached in the morning, his theme being, 'The Divine Presence in the Church.' <strong>In</strong> the<br />

evening his text was: 'The path of the just is as the shining light,' etc. He preached to great<br />

congregations, the evening audience filling the house to overflowing. He spoke with unction, power,<br />

and pathos, and God owned the messages, and mightily moved the hearts of the people. <strong>In</strong> the<br />

afternoon Brother Danner, Secretary of the Iowa Holiness Association, preached with force and<br />

eloquence, and the gracious influence of the Holy Ghost accompanied his words. Following Brother<br />

Danner's discourse, Brother Martin, the pastor of the church, called on those who had been saved,<br />

reclaimed, sanctified, or in any way spiritually repaired at the altar of the church during the past year,<br />

to stand up. Fully half of those present arose, and lifted up their voices in thanksgiving to God.<br />

During the day ten persons united with the church, and eighteen seekers wept their way to the bosom<br />

of Jesus, and claimed either pardon or the fullness of the blessing. Hallelujah! <strong>In</strong> the afternoon Dr.<br />

<strong>Bresee</strong> led the people while they sang and shouted and marched and waved their handkerchiefs. It<br />

was an affecting spectacle, and when it was over, it was found that the brethren had made an offering<br />

of about $600.<br />

"And now just a few words in the way of an effort to give a dim and faint picture of the glorious<br />

realities of the day, which was a veritable feast of tabernacles, that crowning, climacteric feast of the<br />

Mosaic dispensation.<br />

Some Glorious Realities<br />

"First. The Nazarenes in Chicago love God with an ardor and intensity that is indescribable. They<br />

give expression to this burning love in varied ways. They smile and laugh and weep, and clap and<br />

wave their hands, and sing and shout. They say 'Amen,' 'Glory,' 'Hallelujah,' 'Bless God,' 'Praise the<br />

Lord,' and other things which have ample scriptural warrant and sanction. Sometimes when they<br />

cannot help it, they leap for joy, and walk up and down the aisles or platform. Sunday morning, one<br />

sister, who is usually very quiet and undemonstrative, walked swiftly up and down the platform,<br />

clapping her hands and praising God. Her face was so radiant with holy joy, that my own heart was<br />

instantly filled with glory, and my eyes suffused with tears. Her husband told me afterward that she<br />

had been sick, and had besought the Savior to heal her, so that she might take part in the services and<br />

victories of the day. The Lord answered her prayer, and gave strength to her body, and raptures to<br />

her soul. Oh, glory!

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