Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1895-04-22
BROTHER MOODY'S GREAT FORCE
DEMONSTRATED AT YESTERDAY
AFTERNOONS BIG MEETING.
THE HOUSE FAIRLY PACKED TO
HEAR THE EVANGELIST, WHO
MAINTAINS HIS HIGH STAND
ARD - MooDYs EARNEsTNEss
MELTs MANY HEARTS.


The crowds began to gather to hear
Moody Mt an early hour yesterday
afternoon. As soon as O'Clock there
were a few interested sisters and their
willing husbands on the front seats.
AZ the meeting. as I'm all other places.
,,,,.-,- T.. - ,t,,.. ., tho law
possession ID hine points MS u o,,,,n,
ana there IS no suoh tnihs US b,'e
UP good seat when once 1T has been
secured. Directly in front of Brother
Moody's stand, right on the front seats
sat n crowd of youngsters of all sizes
40 80. eror, q month"; to Is years
Of age. They were rather Joily IN 'hS
organ began. The effect of the music
IN auietihs 'neHl "''' .Tord
"hen brother Hees pes""' -,
hear of showers Of blessings 'hey
settled down 20 the stald earnestness
eoo,,,tr,. Ntnodv meeting. on the
Deeouii"b 'A'0' xS,.,,, Doe-
platform were brotnefs 80,
gett, buchanan, Wilson, French, Chssh
ava severai other local pastors. one
-. -. trou,bt NV four
i'ifnh oiu lazy ,,iaood AZ
attendants, her CHAIR pelhs Pi"oou
rectly in front of Brother Moody and
,.,.... -, ,nd tho front rows of
between NM N'N
ehhdreh' .,.t.
The house was wei hiIeu py ''''
rine. and Brother Moody stepped upon
.ha platform lie naked for the singing
'ne piS'ao. ~
of NO. 225;
"There is a fountain filled with BLOOD
Drawn from Immanuels VEINS
And sinners plunged beneath tha'
flood
Lose all their guilty stains, etc
IL ,,as r.udered nv choir and audi
""7 ,,,..,.,, ,,,o,,td have
ence Just Us Johh esiey T w., sweet
desired hnd he neuru IT, ~ 80 10 ever
ana as eApreSSiso 80 s,,up with all
been written AN W nd "Eeneath
the tgrNor pos5 So tho Cross.i was the
me ths p seiactiop, ''''
Let US all rise ana slns STeoSv
ninth hymn" said Brotner 4 nio1 ~, 't'beir
e.at and nd "Nt the cross, at the cross
where 1 first saw the igh', "', =" In
grand chorus OF many voices nl9 ,nl ' t,3
sabbath afternoon air flhB w ,'pdsi
sweetness. The choir sang w, Io Tt,
out the watchword! nv neopie
Brother Rees leading. nc 49,,
never ceased coming. Throush eao.i
5ccr from every way they pouFNu'
brother Moody asked those az tne ,, ugVtf
10 De 9u,et all ,n go General and for one
PrpStu 20 o." ,,t,,t ~ death and for
Tying. NJ inc poir liza, through strong
drink In paruc ,aI e. Ma task, and put
Us much ierVor uiiI on heard In the
his petition us hitu Sod concluded all
meeting. When ne hau u,.,ns- inc 15gth
urOSe anu JolheA a." --.,. NpnFpr.
hymn. Draw. Me Nea,e' Moody re.
quested Brother sankey 10 eod ' trim
B07. HIS voice was IN - s,nkey
as on Friday. Just like bsotnSt Mnody
means to keep H. hiIt d.Iighted
vocalist Of great reputation thnsn Mt
Home on neighboring streets rms WIS as
Followed by that lullaby KNOW" ,,,e
every Methodist mother IN ~ "a n
south and the strains OF whioh ina5S 20
Methodist bishop has been ioeN1u ~
Hjesus. lover OF my soul.
,et me to thy bosom ny, ETC
nrother Cassil prayed, followed py
Brother Moody in a short put eal I ness
LA Me, Lest / stray" and BrCther
French prayed.
.This is my story. this ~ my sohE' ,, .
praislng my savior all the DAY long;
was given by the choir ana bFo'heF
sanley began no. III;
-. .n. e.,,i,r
was once FAR away rom . tig 70 w.
Ana l wondered II Christ. the i'e-
Gould save poor sinner hke me-
1 wandered on IN the darkness,
Not ray OF light could see; ,,,,
And the thought filled my heart Win
There's no hope for a sinner like me
And then in that dark, lonely hour
a voice sweetly whispered TO me
saving Christ, the Redeemer, has
power
To save a poor sinner like me.
I 1tstened. and lol twas the Savior
4 frhnt was spealSlng SO kindly to me;
3 I cried. ''Tm the chief of sinners,
Thou can'st save a moor sinner like
met
And when life's Journey Is over
1T And the dear Savior shall see.
{ III praise Him forever and ever
i'll For saving a sinner like me.
Another song and another direct M
peal by Brother Wilson followed Broth
err Sankey's solo and Brother MOODY
. read a few verses or the prophecy o.
Ezekiel; y VIII Iced my HOOK ana WI