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another, "seventy-five;

many "fell." At one meeting, "fifty fell;" at seventy-five;" again, at another, "one hundred and twenty fell." Dr. Baxter speaks of a meeting, at which many thousands attended, where "three hundred fell." He mentions another at which "five hundred fell." At the great meeting at "Caneridge," which continued for six days, and at which it was believed there were twenty thousand people, it was said that not less than "one thousand fell." Those who fell would generally lie perfectly quiet for a considerable time; in some instances, an hour; in some, much longer; in others, not so long. There were cases, though of comparatively rare occurrence, in which persons lay for the space of twelve or twentyfour hours.

From their own statements, I learned that those who lay in that quiet state were entirely sensible of all that was passing around them, while, at the same time, their views on divine subjects were wonderfully clear and impressive. Their minds were directed to the holiness and grandeur of God; the purity and sacredness of his law; the guilt and hatefulness of sin; the great love of God in giving his Son to redeem lost man; the beauty and glory of Christ as Mediator; the worth of the soul; the preciousness of the gospel; the value of time; the brevity of life; the solemnity of death, of judgment, and of eternity.

Christ, the divine Savior, was exalted and extolled in the preaching, the praying, and the praising of the church, in that day. Perhaps I cannot better present this feature of that work, than by inserting a popular hymn, then in very general use, which was a favorite with many thousands. O, the multitude of voices,

now silent in death, which once sent up these strains to the praise of the blessed God!

"Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue :
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Hath won my affection, and bound my soul fast.

"Without thy sweet mercy, I could not live here;
Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair;
But through thy free goodness my spirits revive,
And He that first made me still keeps me alive.

“Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart,
Which wonders to feel its own hardness depart.
Dissolved by thy goodness, I fall to the ground,
And weep to the praise of the mercy I've found.

"The door of thy mercy stands open all day
To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way;
No sinner shall ever be empty sent back,
Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus's sake.

"Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell;
Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell :
"Twas Jesus, my Friend, when he hung on the tree,
Who opened the channel of mercy for me.

"Great Father of mercies, thy goodness I own,

And the covenant love of thy crucified Son:
All praise to the Spirit, whose witness divine

Seals mercy, and pardon, and righteousness mine."

3. A spirit of prayer was granted to these converts that was truly marvellous. Men who had never before prayed in public, and from the careless tenor of whose lives it might be fairly inferred that they had rarely, if ever, prayed in secret, would now pour forth their supplications with a liberty and a propriety of expression that utterly astonished their former acquaintances.

They would quote Scripture, in their addresses to the Deity, with a pertinence and an accuracy that could only be accounted for on the principle that "their hearts were lifted up in the ways of the Lord," and that all the powers of their mind were quickened by the divine Spirit. The compass of their petitions, and the force of their language, were wonderful. This extraordinary gift in prayer evidently accompanied that bodily exercise. Even children but five or six years old had this power in prayer, and those clear, affecting views of divine truth, when they were the subjects of that singular dispensation. A worthy Presbyterian elder, now a citizen, of Springfield, mentioned to me the case of a little girl, at the meeting at Caneridge: her exact age he did not know, but she was so small that her father carried her about in his arms. She spoke of Christ in a manner that melted down all who heard her. She talked of his everlasting love, that brought him to earth to save lost men; the deep sorrows he bore for our sakes.

She spoke of the

scenes in Gethsemane and on Calvary, the grave in which Christ was laid, his resurrection, his ascension, his intercession, and the solemnities of his second coming. Careless and hard-hearted sinners gathered around, some of them old in sin, some who had been avowed unbelievers; but all within the hearing of her voice were overcome and brought to tears by the affecting truths which she uttered.

I wish to record another fact. Of the professors of religion who were in the country when this revival began, perhaps one half became the subjects of this bodily exercise; that is, they either fell, or were affected in some other way. These were invariably baptized

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with that spirit of prayer. exercise did not continue long. power of prayer was lasting as life. I could mention names in abundance to substantiate this fact. I commenced preaching on the 15th of December, 1815. I lived and labored in the ministry until 1830, on the ground where this work had prevailed with power and great glory. The meridian splendor of this revival was from the year 1800 to 1805, though it continued, in many places, for several years longer. Now, I can name men, with whom I was well acquainted during the first fifteen years of my ministry, which reaches a period thirty years distant from the commencement of this wonderful work of God, - men of humble pretensions, ordinary capacity and acquirements, who had been church members before, but were now blessed in this revival, who, when they engaged in prayer, would at once rise above and beyond themselves; yes, above and beyond all that I ever heard, whether elder, deacon, or minister, who had not been baptized with the spirit and power of that memorable divine visitation. And I state this, while I tell the reader that I was not myself a subject of that great work. My father, my mother, and my eldest sister were; but I never had any hope of conversion during that season of mercy. Yet its leading facts are indelibly imprinted on the tablet of my memory; and when I speak of it, "I speak what I know, and testify what I have seen.' One fact more. This extraordinary power in prayer continued with those persons through their life. Many of them are now gone. Some, however, continue to this day. And the man who has been acquainted with that strain or manner of prayer, will know it in a

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moment, whenever or wherever he may have the opportunity to hear it again.

The God of the Bible is the God of providence. And there is often an affecting analogy between facts which we now observe, and notable facts in the early history of the church, as recorded in the sacred book. When Moses came down from Mount Sinai, after that wonderful interview with God, his face shined in a manner that was marvellous, and it continued thus to shine till the day of his death. I have thought of this, when meditating on the unquestionable fact, that those who were brought so near to God in this great revival of 1800, and had granted to them such clear vision of Jehovah's holy character, and of that Mediator whose name is "Wonderful," and whose death purchased redemption for men, had a striking peculiarity instamped on their prayers, which continued through all the remaining part of their earthly pilgrimage.

The following letter from Dr. Baxter, written at that day, is exceedingly valuable. I give it to the reader, as it contains a picture of the times drawn by the hand of a master. Through the entire prime of his life, the writer ranked among the very first ministers in the Presbyterian church. For many years, he was president of Washington College, at Lexington; and at the time of his death, he was professor of theology in the Union Theological Seminary, Virginia.

Letter from the Rev. George Baxter to the Rev. A. Alexander, dated Washington Academy, Virginia, January 1, 1802.

"Rev. and Dear Sir,

"I now sit down, agreeably to promise, to give you some account of the revival of religion in the

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