Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1877-05-26
FROM CHARLOTTE.

LO! God Is here. lie has maze
his presence felt from one extreme
of society to the other. Strong
men, almost weeping themselves
away, have given to Him their
hearts; and tender-hearted boys
and girls have laid themselves upon
the altar of God. Hating Chris
tians have been reclaimed and holy
men and women have been en-
Unused. The latent energies of the
church of God have been aroused,
and idlers in the vineyard have
gone to work. Fifty-seven have
been converted and yet the altar of
prayer lacks not for weeping peni-
tents desiring to be instructed in
the plan of salvation. l don't be-
Iieve there are any bells in heaven,
but if there is joy there in the pres
ence of the angels of God over one
sinner that repented, they have
been jubilant for twelve days-es-
pecially among the redeemed from
Charlotte. The M. E. Church,
South, and the C. p. Church have
been greatly strengthened. I must
mention my sweet little motherless
boy, whose dead Baptist mother
had kissed goodbye, and whom I
found at the organ. God converted
him. CANCELS and ministers of
grace defend him."
GoodIoe loves to give "honor to
whom honor is due" So do I. Let
me mention the foot prints of
Pagan. In ante beliltnl times this
handsome, yet praying, weeping,
preaching man of God itinerated
among these people. Having
great insight to human nature, a
gushing heart full of sympathy for
the hayward, an eloquent tongue
and an energy almost superhuman,
he moved the hearts of this COM
munity more, perhaps, than any
man that ever proclaimed the ac-
ceptable year of the Lord to these
people. "Mychildren were brought
to Christ by Bro. Fagan," says one.
Another: "He is the first man who
brought me to a sense of my condi-
ton" 81 am one of the converts
of 'Fagan's revival ," says another.
my sister was converted under the
ministry of Bro. Pagan, and died in
holy triumph" says another. Talk
about Presidential honOrs, worldly
fame, broad acres, fine homes, stocks
and bonds! They will all pass
away; but Fagan's work is immor-
tai, and his hOnOrs imperishable.
Rev. John w. Hunter, of the firm
of Hunter & Warren, booksellers of
Nashville, is here and the power of
God is upon him. How he does
preach! Yesterday, Sunday and
last night, there was a power upon
the congregation that I have seldom
seen. In all the vast multitude
there was a strange stiffness, and
tear-bathed faces were Illuminated
by the spirit of divinity. o what
a power is the name of Jesus!
'Precious name! o how sweet!
Hope of earth, and joy of Heaven!'
Give my love to New Providence
and Bethel. They lie so heavily
upon my heart. l am praying that
God will graciously visit them be-
fore the end of this Conference year.
All is vain unless they love my Sa-
vior, and many of them do. Had
| asked them for a month of rest,
they would have freely given it.
In a sense this is rest to me, yet
am tired.
''Father I am tired But this know,
That shall one day fold my hands from
their Hfe-work,
Ny feet shall stand by Jordan, / shall
catch gleam
OF the pure and Heavenly cline that lies
beyond the stream
l shall go hand in hand with Jesus thro'
the tide,
And in the home prepared for me upon
the other side,
Never grow tired"
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