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and proclaimed the Sabbath more fully. This enraged the churches,
and nominal Adventists, as they could not refute the Sabbath truth.
And at this time God’s chosen all saw clearly that we had the truth,
and they came out and endured the persecution with us. And I saw the
sword, famine, pestilence and great confusion in the land. The wicked
thought that we had brought the judgments down on them. They rose
up and took counsel to rid the earth of us, thinking that then the evil
would be stayed.
In the time of trouble, we all fled from the cities and villages, but
were pursued by the wicked, who entered the houses of the saints with
the sword. They raised the sword to kill us, but it broke, and fell as
powerless as a straw. Then we all cried day and night for deliverance,
and the cry came up before God. The sun came up, and the moon
stood still. The streams ceased to flow. Dark heavy clouds came up,
and clashed against each other. But there was one clear place of settled
glory, from whence came the voice of God like many waters, which
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shook the heavens, and the earth. 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 spake the day and hour of Jesus’ coming,
and delivered the everlasting covenant to his people, he spake one
sentence, and then paused, while the words were rolling through the
earth. The Israel of God stood with their eyes fixed upwards, listening
to the 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 the glory as Moses’ face did when he came down from
Sinai. The wicked could not look on 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 triumph and victory, and shake off the chains
that bound him, while his wicked master was in confusion, and knew
not what to do; for the wicked could not understand the words of the
voice of God. Soon appeared the great white cloud. It looked more
lovely than ever before. On it sat the Son of Man. At first we did not