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William Miller’s Dream
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and reproved and reproached them for it; but the more I reproved,
the more they scattered the spurious jewels and false coin among
the genuine.
I then became vexed in my physical soul and began to use phys-
ical force to push them out of the room; but while I was pushing
out one, three more would enter and bring in dirt and shavings and
sand and all manner of rubbish, until they covered every one of the
true jewels, diamonds, and coins, which were all excluded from
sight. They also tore in pieces my casket and scattered it among
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the rubbish. I thought no man regarded my sorrow or my anger.
I became wholly discouraged and disheartened, and sat down and
wept.
While I was thus weeping and mourning for my great loss and
accountability, I remembered God, and earnestly prayed that He
would send me help.
Immediately the door opened, and a man entered the room, when
the people all left it; and he, having a dirt brush in his hand, opened
the windows, and began to brush the dirt and rubbish from the room.
I cried to him to forbear, for there were some precious jewels
scattered among the rubbish.
He told me to “fear not,” for he would “take care of them”.
Then, while he brushed the dirt and rubbish, false jewels and
counterfeit coin, all rose and went out of the window like a cloud,
and the wind carried them away. In the bustle I closed my eyes
for a moment; when I opened them, the rubbish was all gone. The
precious jewels, the diamonds, the gold and silver coins, lay scattered
in profusion all over the room.
He then placed on the table a casket, much larger and more
beautiful than the former, and gathered up the jewels, the diamonds,
the coins, by the handful, and cast them into the casket, till not one
was left, although some of the diamonds were not bigger than the
point of a pin.
He then called upon me to “come and see.”
I looked into the casket, but my eyes were dazzled with the sight.
They shone with ten times their former glory. I thought they had
been scoured in the sand by the feet of those wicked persons who had
scattered and trod them in the dust. They were arranged in beautiful
order in the casket, every one in its place, without any visible pains