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Chapter 61—Deliverance of the Saints
It was at midnight that God chose to deliver His people. As
the wicked were mocking around them, suddenly the sun appeared,
shining in his strength, and the moon stood still. The wicked looked
upon the scene with amazement, while the saints beheld with solemn
joy the tokens of their deliverance. Signs and wonders followed
in quick succession. Everything seemed turned out of its natural
course. The streams ceased to flow. Dark, heavy clouds came up and
clashed against each other. But there was one clear place of settled
glory, whence came the voice of God like many waters, shaking the
heavens and the earth. There was a mighty earthquake. The graves
were opened, and those who had died in faith under the third angel’s
message, keeping the Sabbath, came forth from their dusty beds,
glorified, to hear the covenant of peace that God was to make with
those who had kept His law.
The sky opened and shut and was in commotion. The mountains
shook like a reed in the wind and cast out ragged rocks all around.
The sea boiled like a pot and cast out stones upon the land. And
as God spoke the day and the hour of Jesus’ coming and delivered
the everlasting covenant to His people, He spoke one sentence, and
then paused, while the words were rolling through the earth. The
Israel of God stood with their eyes fixed upward, listening to the
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words as they came from the mouth of Jehovah and rolled through
the earth like peals of loudest thunder. It was awfully solemn. At
the end of every sentence the saints shouted, “Glory! Hallelujah!”
Their countenances were lighted up with the glory of God, and they
shone with glory as did the face of Moses when he came down from
Sinai. The wicked could not look upon them for the glory. And
when the never-ending blessing was pronounced on those who had
honored God in keeping His Sabbath holy, there was a mighty shout
of victory over the beast and over his image.
Then commenced the jubilee, when the land should rest. I saw
the pious slave rise in victory and triumph, and shake off the chains
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