Experiences of Spiritual and Physical Healing (Triumphs of Faith 11.2)

EXPERIENCES OF SPIRITUAL AND PHYSICAL HEALING.

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits;

Who forgiveth all tine iniquities; Who healeth all thy diseases.

-Psa. ciii:23.

            Elizabeth, N.J., 1882.

Dear Miss Judd:

Please find room in your precious “Triumphs” for another testimony for Jesus. An elderly lady suffering very many years from several diseases, so that she was almost entirely helpless, became convinced as did her daughter, that she might be restored through prayer. They wrote to me to join with them before the Throne for this. Very soon a change was perceptible and it has gone on until she is now able to walk, to go on five miles’ visit and do many duties. The daughter writes today, “Ma has been free from the disease for two months past. Praise the Lord, for it was He Who did it, and she as she cannot be grateful enough. I lent our Pastor ‘The Prayer of Faith’ and asked him to preach this faith to us. Last Sabbath he had it and took his text from James, ‘Is any sick among you,’ etc., and it was a good sermon.

So you see the light is spreading, and one by one our ministers are coming into the truth. We all pray that you, loved Sister, may be even more blest, and be made more and more a blessing unto others, in this blessed way of healing.

                        Yours in Jesus’ love,

                        L.A. Baldwin.

Consecration & Faith Pledge

CONSECRATION AND FAITH PLEDGE

CONSECRATION PLEDGE.

         Dear Lord; I present myself unreservedly to Thee.

         My time.

         My talents.

         My tongue.

         My will.

         My property.

         My reputation.

         My entire being.

         To be, and to do, anything that Thou requires of me.

PLEDGE OF FAITH.

         Now as I have given myself away, I am no longer my own, but all the Lord’s.

         I believe Thou dost accept the offering I bring.

         I trust Thee to work in me all the good pleasure of Thy will.

         “Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and I will receive you.”

                  As I do give myself to Thee, I believe Thou dost receive me now.

Ministry - Carrie F. Judd (Triumphs of Faith 11.2)

MINISTRY.

BY CARRIE F. JUDD

To obtain great spiritual blessings for ourselves we must pour out our souls for others. There is a form of spiritual selfishness which keeps us so conscious of our own needs that, in seeking spiritual supplies for ourselves, we become almost oblivious of the needs of others, and forget the apostle’s injunction, “Let no man seek his own, but every man another’s wealth.”-(I Cor. x:24.)

We often feel justified in this selfishness by the argument that we cannot help others without first being filled ourselves. While in one sense this is true, yet as those who walk by faith and not by sight, we must take by faith our position in Christ, claiming that He is to us each moment all we need, for in Him are “hid all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge,” and then out of His abundant wealth, which we thus claim because He has given Himself to us, we must by faith dispense to others. God tells us in His Word that if we draw out our soul to the hungry, and satisfy the afflicted soul, then shall our light rise in obscurity and our darkness be as the noon-day.-(Isa. lviii:10.) Human wisdom would tell us to first fill ourselves before we try to fill others; Divine wisdom takes her stand as already filled, by faith in Christ’s fullness, and realizes that as she gives to others of this hidden wealth it shall be made manifest. The promise goes on, “An the Lord shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought and make fat thy bones: and thou shalt be like a watered garden and like a spring of waters, whose waters fail not.” –(Isa. lviii:11.) Guided, as, by faith in our Guide, we guide others; satisfied, as, by faith, we satisfy the afflicted souls around us; made fat, as we give of Christ’s overflowing fullness to those who seem even less needy than ourselves, until at last we are no longer conscious of receiving the former, and latter rains moderately, but our souls become like watered gardens and like springs of never-failing water. Filled continually, as by faith we pour out continually. Beloved, let us in all our service, in the ministry of prayer as well as in work or exhortation, be like the Son of Man Who came not to be ministered unto, but to minister and to give His life a ransom for many. Then shall we stand with Him, our great High Priest, in our office of royal priesthood, “consecrated for evermore.”

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WAITING AND GUIDANCE

By T.C. Upham.

Wait on the Lord, to learn the time

            And circumstance of every deed;

He loves to bow his thought sublime

            To those who wait, and feel their need.

He know the time, He knows the way,

            And he alone can give the light,

Which will not lead our steps astray,

            But teach and guide them in the right.

Oh, then recollection wait,

            In calmness look, till light is given;

And thus thou shall not miss the straight

            And narrow way that leas us to heaven.

                        -Selected.

Beloved (Triumphs of Faith 11.2)

BELOVED

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,

In the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance.

-Cant. ii:14.

Safely hi in the rock’s deep cleft,

            I sing as the hours pass by;

Sweet is the shelter, and cool and strong,

            And I look at the cloudless sky;

Fair is the world in its opal hues,

            And smooth is the sparkling sea,

And every leaf on the forest trees

            Has a message of love to me.

I hear a whisper! The songs are loud

            Which the singers sing all day;

But I hush my breath, for I long the most

            To hear what the whispers say-

Sweet are the voices of those who sing,

            But it is the “still, small voice”

That thrills me through with its lightest word,

            Making my soul rejoice.

“Let Me see thee!” Oh, strange it seems

            That He says such words to me;

Scarcely are angels fair enough

            For the Holiest eyes to see.

How can He care for a sin-soiled face,

            For eyes that are dimmed with tears,

For a world-worn brow that is furrowed o’er

            With the ploughings of the years.

Ah, well He knows me, but knowing all,

            Still great are His love and grace,

And a tender pleading is in His voice

            When he asks to see my face.

Love covers a multitude of faults,

            Does it matter how small I be?

Since He loves me so well that long ago

            He gave His life for me!

So I answer back from the rock’s recess-

            I will hide me away no more,

I will dare to look in Thine eyes of love,

            I will let myself adore.

I will venture to open my heart to Thee,

            O Thou, who my soul hast moved;

Happy, indeed, in this world are they

            Whom Thou ownest as Thy beloved.

                        -Selected.