The Journal of Negro History, Volume 1, January 1916 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 615 pages of information about The Journal of Negro History, Volume 1, January 1916.

The Journal of Negro History, Volume 1, January 1916 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 615 pages of information about The Journal of Negro History, Volume 1, January 1916.

After R. Allen had sent me this letter by way of denial, the Lord commanded me to “Stand still for I should most assuredly have his place to testify his goodness there.”  Putting the letter into my pocket, I silently waited for the answer of promise; and while I was thus watching the fulfilment of God’s word, there came into my friend’s house J. & P. P. two men who enquired if I could not be satisfied without an appointment with R. Allen’s people, I said No:  for that I believed it was required of me by God.  They enquired if I had not received a letter as a denial, which I marvelled at, having shewn it to no person living.  I answered their question by handing the letter to them which when they had read it they returned, and signified they would go themselves to see after an opportunity, and obtained permission after the minister had finished his sermon, he being desired to be concise to accomodate a stranger who was then concerned for them.  I went to the meeting, or their church, and heard a short methodist sermon, which I thought very instructive, and added thereunto, respecting the conversion of “A man of Ethiopia, an eunuch of great authority under Candace, Queen of the Ethiopians, who had the charge of all her treasure, and had come to Jerusalem for to worship.”  This pleased them so much when it was opened, that they were willing that I should have another meeting on the second day evening at seven, which I attended, and was brought into great difficulty through an intoxicated soldier pressing by the crowd which stood without.  A number of friends being there, were unsettled, fearing lest the house would come down upon us, and for my part, I was actually afraid of satan’s malice, lest we should perish in this storm which he raised in a moment.  The disquietude of the people made me tremble and shake every limb, not knowing what course to betake myself to for the preservation of us each.  I therefore gave up speaking:  but this only encouraged the accuser of the brethren, who had come there in the hearts of many, as well as in the poor drunkard, who was taken away and confined.  Pouring out my soul to God, I vowed to serve him yet more faithfully, if he would quell the rage of the adversary, and cause us to depart in peace; and I was instantly directed to prostrate myself before him, in faith believing that no harm should befall any of us at that time, which doing commanded the care of Almighty God over us, and the blessing of the Most High to rest upon us, continuing wrestling for some time, knowing this was a powerful weapon against satan, for thus interrupting us in our solemn engagement with God.  When I had prayed by the aid of his Holy Spirit, which calmed the minds of the people, I thought I would leave the subject until I came back again,[1] and so come suddenly upon the monster, if it was the will of God:  but he pretended that he would do terrible things if I came thither again, so I suppose King Apollyon and I shall have a strong battle to combat, before I enter

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