The patriarch of one hundred years : $b being reminiscences, historical and biographical, of Rev. Henry BoehmBoehm, Henry
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The patriarch of one hundred years : $b being reminiscences, historical and biographical, of Rev. Henry Boehm
Boehm, Henry
Boehm, Henry, 1775-1875; Methodism
“A watch-night having been appointed for that evening, and seeing no
prospect of this meeting being over, although it had begun at eleven
o’clock, I told Mr. Boehm we had best quietly withdraw from the
meeting-house. When we had got out of the door a young man came out and
laid hold upon the fence to support himself from falling, and there cried
amain for God to have mercy upon him. ‘To be sure,’ said Mr. Boehm, ‘I
never saw God in this way before.’ We exhorted him to look to God, and
not to give up the struggle, and God would bless him before he left the
place.
“I took the old gentleman by the arm, and we went quietly to the house
to get some dinner. About five o’clock a messenger came from the
preaching-house requesting that I would go there immediately, for there
was a person dying. We went without delay. I went up stairs, and there
lay several about the floor in like manner. I then went to see the
person said to be dying. She lay gasping. I kneeled down to pray, but it
was instantly given me that God had converted her soul, and therefore,
instead of praying for her deliverance, I gave God thanks that he had
delivered her, and immediately she arose and praised God for what he had
done for her soul. A young German came to me and clasped me in his arms,
but could not speak English that I could understand.
“I then retired to the house and consulted with Mr. Boehm who should
preach in the evening, for I thought it would be best for one of the
German preachers to speak first, there being several of them present. The
rumor having run through the neighborhood of the power of God through the
day, we had a very large congregation in the evening, to whom one of the
German preachers preached. It appeared to me he spoke with life. Then Mr.
Boehm gave an exhortation in the German language, and after him a young
man gave a warm exhortation in the same tongue. Then I arose and hardly
knew how to speak, there had been so much said, and it was now growing
late. However I spoke, and the Lord laid to his helping hand as he had
done in the day time. Divers fled, and made their way out of the house,
and then it appeared as if there were none left but what were earnestly
engaged in prayer; some praising God, and others crying for mercy. I told
Mr. Boehm that I should not be fit for the duties of the ensuing day if
I did not retire, so we went to the house about twelve o’clock and took
some refreshment and went to bed. In the morning I found the people were
still engaged, and had been all night. I went to the house about sun an
hour high, where I found about one dozen still engaged in prayer. I told
them we ought to begin to prepare for the other meeting, so they broke up.
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