The Authoritative Life of General William Booth, Founder of the Salvation ArmyRailton, George S. (George Scott)
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The Authoritative Life of General William Booth, Founder of the Salvation Army
Railton, George S. (George Scott)
Booth, William, 1829-1912; Salvation Army
"Come with me. Yonder is the sacred mount, towering far above the
clouds and fogs of sin and selfishness. Around its base, stretching
into the distance, as far as eye can reach, lies a flat, dismal,
swampy country. The district is thickly populated by a people who,
while professing the enjoyment of religion, are swallowed up in
unreality about everything that appertains to Salvation. They talk,
and sing, and pray, and write, and read about it, but they are all
more or less in doubt whether they have any individual part or lot
in the matter. Sometimes they think they have a hope of Heaven, but
more frequently they are afraid that their very hopes are a
delusion.
"The land is haunted by troubling spirits continually coming and
going, that point to past misdoings and coming penalties. Such
venomous creatures as hatreds, revenges, lusts, and other evil
passions are rife in every direction; while the demons of doubt and
despair seem to come and go of their own free will, leading men and
women on the one hand to indifference, worldliness, and infidelity,
and on the other to darkness and despair. This wild, dismal
territory we will style 'The Land of Uncertainty.'
"In the centre of this unlovable and undesirable country the
mountain of which I want to speak lifts its lofty head. Call it
'Mount Pisgah' or 'Mount Beulah,' or, if you will, call it 'Mount
Purity'--I like that term the best. But whatever you name it, there
it is, rising up above the clouds and fogs of sin and selfishness,
and doubt and fear and condemnation that ever overhang the swampy
Land of Uncertainty, of which I have given you a glimpse.
"Look at it. There are some monster mountains in the natural world,
but they are mere molehills alongside this giant height. Look at it
again. Is it not an entrancing sight? Its lofty brow, crowned with
a halo of glorious light, reaches far upwards towards the gates of
endless day, those living on its summit having glorious glimpses of
the towers and palaces of the Celestial City. The atmosphere is
eminently promotive of vigorous health and lively spirits. But its
chief claim is the purity of heart, the constant faith, the loving
nature, and the consecrated, self-sacrificing devotion of those who
are privileged to dwell there. It must be a charming place. The
multitudes whose feet have ever been permitted to tread its blessed
heights think so.
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