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Title: Echoes from the pulpit and platform : or, Living truths for head and heart ; illustrated by upwards of five hundred thrilling anecdotes and incidents, personal experiences, touching home scenes, and stories of tender pathos drawn from the bright and shady sides of life
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Moody, Dwight Lyman, 1837-1899 Goss, Charles Frederic, 1852-1930
Subjects: Evangelistic sermons
Publisher: Hartford : A.D. Worthington
Contributing Library: Princeton Theological Seminary Library
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s hope; let us tell them thatthe Son of man was made manifest to destroy their appetites,and that He can and will take them away. He can destroytheir taste for liquor, and when that is done the saloons willsoon be closed. In one of our temperance meetings in Chicago a businessman arose and told a most remarkable story. He said thateight years before, he was a confirmed drunkard ; his father,who died a drunkard, used to give him li(juor when he was alittle boy of four years; his friends had forsaken him; he hadbeen taken into court and sent to jail as a vagrant; his onlyfear was that the ))nlicc would get hold of him; his only ambi-tion was to keep out of the hands of the law and to drink liquorall day and sleep at night wherever he could. One night hewent down to the lake shore, and a tenible storm arose, andfor the first time in his life he cried to God to help him. Hesaid, My friends, although a vagrant and an outcast, Godmet me there on the lake shore; He took hold of my right hand
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WAITIXC. AM) WATflllXC 235 and I have never had any taste for Hqnor since; He has keptme for eight years. Now, I licheve that God destroyed thatmans appetite for hcjuor, root and Ijranch. When we were in Chicago, a St. Louis merchant, stayingin the city on business, heard that we were trying to reach andreform drinking men; and he thought he woukl try to inducea friend, who was a hard driid<er, to come to the meeting.The man had not been to a meeting for twenty years. Forsix months he had been studying the Gospel of John, and try-ing to prove that it ought not to he in the Uible. He hadsettled it in his own mind tliat it ought not to be there. Hewent to the meeting and there he heard tb.is hymn sung: When my final farewell to the world I have said. And gladly lie down to my rest;When softly the watchers shall say, He is dead. And fold my pale hands oer my. breast;And when, with my glorified vision at last The walls of That City I see.Will any one then at the beautiful gate. Be Wait

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