The Democratic Unionist Party was the only party in Ulster to declare publicly its strong stand in the recent local Council elections. The party has of course absolutely no connection whatsoever with the Free Presbyterian Church but the Church is always happy when any political party or grouping takes a stand for our Lord and His Day.

Every Free Presbyterian is completely free to belong to a political party of his choice or to support none at all.

The DUP manifesto reads:


We see the necessity for our Province to acknowledge God in all that we do, thereby seeking to honour Him. Therefore we feel it is our duty to raise the moral standard of our country and to oppose materialism, socialism and communism as well as our traditional enemy of republicanism. To this end our Party will seek to give a lead to the public and will take strong stand on Lord's Day Observance and other similar issues. All moves to introduce the "Contintental Sunday" to Northern Ireland will be vigorously resisted.

Continued P. 3


The Petition to the Presbytery of our Church from Christians in the Philadelphia area is a culmination of an interest which first began some time ago. It began under the preaching of Dr. Ian Paisley and the Rev. William Beattie. Both of our brethren have been frequent visitors to the USA and to the Philadelphia area in particular over a period of ten years. Their preaching warmed the hearts of a group of the Lord's people who found much refreshment for their parched souls under their ministry.

A Committee called "For God and Ulster Committee" was formed for the sponsoring of Free Presbyterian Meetings each Spring. The Chairman was Mr. Robert McNeill. Both brother Bob and his wife Ann are widely known in our congregations as a result of their visits to Ulster. Bob is indeed one of the best informed "experts" on Free Presbyterianism you could find on either side of the Atlantic. He has a series of slides taken of the Free Presbyterian Churches here in Northern Ireland which he has shown in various places in the Philadelphia area as well as in Canada amongst those who now compose the congregation in Toronto. He keeps himself right up to date with all the new building projects and sod cuttings, as well as ordination and installation of ministers.

The "For God and Ulster Committee" also sponsored a radio broadcast for a time in the Philadelphia area.

For the last three years the Rev. Ivan Foster has preached at a series of meetings in the early Spring in Philadelphia. This year, rather than visiting various churches, a week of meetings was first of all held in Community Bible Church, Glenolden, where the Rev. James Speers is the minister. The parents of brother Speers came from the Rasharkin area. His grandfather preached in the 1859 Revival. After the meetings in Mr. Speers' church the Rev. Foster commenced a two week campaign in a town called Newtownsquare. It is on the Western fringe of Philadelphia. The meetings were held in a large hall above the Fire Station. (The Rev. Foster deliberately refrained from singing too loud in case the volunteer fire crew mistook it for the fire siren. One can only guess the effect that Dr. Paisley would have had on the crew!) The meetings were held from March 20th until April 3rd, Saturday nights included. The Sunday evening attendances ranged 40 to 45. On Sunday mornings we had 20 to 25. Considering that this was a completely new venture in a country where very few go to church, Sunday is a busier day than Saturday, it was considered very encouraging attendances.

The messages at the meetings were primarily addressed to Christians, with always a good strong word in the Gospel. There were a number of Christians who indicated that the Lord had taken a dealing with them concerning backsliding in their lives. The Committee sponsoring the campaign met one evening after the service toward the end of the final week and took a decision to ask the Presbytery to release the Rev. Foster for an initial period of six months in order that the interest which has been aroused might be maintained, and that a congregation might be formed in that area. When the Rev. Foster was questioned about the matter he indicated that the overall decision must be made by the Presbytery and that if Presbytery did give permission he could not come any earlier than September. And only then if his present duties in Kesh Free Presbyterian Hall permitted it. Despite this the Committee pressed on in faith and prepared a petition which some eighteen people signed. Arrangements were made to recommence the prayer meetings which had been held before the campaign in the home of Mr. James Petticrew. Mr. Petticrew is a US citizen who left the Dunloy area of Co. Antrim almost thirty years ago.

During the three weeks of preaching two souls professed faith in the Lord Jesus Christ as well as quite a number of Christians who publicly acknowledged their backsliding, and re-dedicated their lives to the Lord Jesus Christ. At the final meeting a young girl of seventeen or eighteen was broken down in tears when leaving the meeting. Despite much weeping she was unwilling to receive Christ as her Saviour. Please pray for her and the others who were spoken to during these meetings. Pray also for the Presbytery as it considers this petition and for the Rev. Foster that the Lord might guide him concerning God's will. This is indeed a year of going forward for Free Presbyterianism. It is a time of lengthening our cords. Please remember longer cords always need stronger stakes. We need to re-double our efforts in prayer and to take a fresh hold on God's promises for the new works that are opening.


The BBC wanted to put out the radio political programme on the election on Sunday, but after strong protests from the DUP this was held over to Monday.

The divine principle that God honours those who honour Him has been fully vindicated in the election results. [4]

A sermon preached on the Lord's Day
after the end of the strike by DR. IAN R. K. PAISLEY, MP

The twelfth chapter of Hebrews and verse eleven, "Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous, nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby."

I want to take the two words, "nevertheless afterward" and I want to emphasise to you that there is always an afterward with God.

Sometimes in life's experience, sometimes when shadows fall upon us in life's pilgrimage, sometimes when disappointment, and trial, and testing and hardship is our lot we forget the inscrutable purpose of God and we forget there is an afterward with God. The fact that there is an afterward with God is clearly illustrated in nature.


I remember once, as a boy going with my companions to a particular field where we often played. We discovered that morning that something had happened during the night. One of the great trees in that field had fallen. It had done immense and tremendous damage by its fall. The whole scene was one of chaos, and one of disaster, and one of frightfulness. But the next year when we returned to that field all was different. The fallen tree had become a place where nature had waved her magic wand of prosperity. The old Book says, "There is hope of a tree that is cut down, that it shall sprout again, and the tender leaf shall not fail." From that fallen tree there had budded forth a whole galaxy of shooting buds and where the ground had turned up its clay, it had now turned up the verdure of the field. Where there had once been frightfulness and disaster there was now the remedy of nature. There was an afterward. And nature's God has always an afterward. In fact the first thing that God ever planted was a garden. He planted a garden eastward in Eden. Man's hands have taken the garden of God and in their sin and in their wickedness have turned that garden into a veritable wasteland, a howling desert and a wilderness. But I have faith today to believe that there is an afterward with God. Some day the wilderness of sin will become the place of God's garden. The wilderness shall blossom again like the rose. It is illustrated in nature!


Secondly, it is illustrated in history.

I was thinking this week of the Covenanters of Scotland. What battles they fought for civil and religious liberty and the right to worship God after the dictates of their [5] own conscience and the refusal to put themselves in subjection to prelacy and to popery. But if you read their history, their battles were almost always defeats, their struggles seemed to be a catalogue of wasted endeavour. And in twenty-seven years 18,000 of them were slaughtered, or put away from Scotland never to return again. At the end of those twenty-seven long years when James Renwick, the last Covenanting preacher was slaughtered at the grass market in Edinburgh, it seemed that the Covenanters' cause was lost and lost forever. But they were men before their day. They had a vision of a better land, of a better government, of a better king and of a better covenant. And when the last struggling Covenanter sealed the covenant with his blood, in the person of James Renwick, it was just before the dawning of the Williamite Revolution.

The land once again turned its back upon a Papist king, and William, Prince of Orange, came to our shores waving the flag with its motto: "The Protestant Religion and the Liberties of England I will defend." All that the Covenanters had struggled for, and all that they had fought for, and all that they had laid down their lives for and shed their blood for was accomplished. Why? Because God has an afterward. And God is not only the God of nature but He is the God of history. So there is an afterward with God in history. I could go on illustrating that point but it is needless so to do.


This, of course, can be demonstrated by the Bible. Turn to the first chapter of Genesis and we see the wonder of God's handiwork. "The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament sheweth His handiwork." And all is good as God looks down from heaven and surveys His handiwork, surveys His creation. He pronounces, "It is very good." Then something happens. That which is pure becomes soiled. That which is holy is turned into evil. That which is immaculate is stained and ruined. That which is cosmos becomes chaos. What has happened? Sin has entered into the world.

I see a man once holy and now he is unholy. I see a man once pure and now he is impure. I see a man once walking in fellowship with God, now he hates God and runs away from God. There is a chorus of laughter in Hell. There is mourning in Heaven. The angels are silent while Hell screams of its victory. It seems that this world is to be a world forever in ruin, a world forever decayed, a world forever under the curse of God. But there is an afterward with God.

I now read in the New Testament that the whole creation groaneth and [6] travaileth in pain together until now, waiting for the redemption of the body.

As I look out upon this world I see the results of sin. Generation after generation of sinners. Catastrophe wrought by sin piled upon catastrophe. Nothing but darkness, and hideousness and hellishness as the result of sin. Is there no afterward with God? Yes, the world itself is redeemed by the crimson Blood of the Lamb. And one day there will be a new heaven and a new earth in which dwelleth righteousness, for there is an afterward with God.

This afterward is seen in nature. For nature's God has an afterward. This afterward is seen in history. For the God of history has an afterward. This afterward is seen in the Bible. The God of the Bible has an afterward.


Thirdly, this afterward is seen, it is climaxed in the Lord Jesus Christ Himself.

I want to take you through a jeering, blaspheming multitude, thirsty for Jesus of Nazareth's Blood. I hear the siren and babel cries of a multitude whipped to frenzy by the pharisees and scribes in Jerusalem. They have one aim, one objective. They have one bitter goal in their hearts. What is that goal? What is that objective? To put the Christ upon a cross, to hang Him on a Roman gibbet and to see Him die. And I follow that screaming, frenzied multitude to the place of execution. I see the Body of the Son of God stripped naked for His pinning to the Roman tree. I see the cruel soldiers as they take a hammer and the spike and drive it ruthlessly through the palms of the Saviour's hands, while His heart pumps the Blood through the opening of Emmanuel's veins. I see His head is crowned with thorns. I hear the sound of the hammer swung low. They are nailing my Lord to the tree. When they have finished pinning Him to the tree with the spikes I see them lift up that tree and His whole Body is suspended upon those nails. I hear the dull thud of the butt of the cross in the rocky crevice on the summit of Golgotha's brow. I hear the rocks driven forth to make a secure wedge in the hole into which the butt of the cross has been placed. And I see them stand back and view their hideous handiwork, the crucifixion of the Incarnate Son of God. And the sun stops its shining. And heaven becomes silent. And the great rocks rend and graves throw out the bodies that are in them. And the earth convulses and reels upon its axis. And men hide their faces and people smite their breasts.

I stand there and I say "Is all over, Is this the end? Is there no afterward?" But the Christ of God and [7] the God of the Christ has an afterward. And they took that Body to a garden and what a garden it was going to be. A garden where Eternal Life was going to everlastingly spring forth. And they laid Him in a rich man's tomb. And they sealed the stone and set the guard. But on the third day God had an afterward. And Jesus Christ, once nailed to a tree, arises victoriously from the tomb. He lays aside the shroud of death and puts on the majestic robe of eternal and infinite glory. And He appears to His people and He ascends to Heaven. And He occupies the Throne of God. And for those that look to Him shall He appear a second time without sin unto salvation. For God has an afterward.

The God of nature has an afterward. The God of history has an afterward. The God of the Bible has an afterward. The God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ has an afterward. "Nevertheless afterward." Can God fail? He cannot fail for He is God!


My final word is this. This can be experienced by us all. There is an afterward with God.

When sickness came to our home we got down upon our knees and we called to the God of Heaven. And out of an anguished heart we said, "Spare our loved one. Lift this hand of [7] sickness from off the mortal frame. Give Thy healing touch." But instead of healing, the sickness became greater. Instead of the answer our way, God answered another way. And soon life was gone, our hearts were sore and heavy. And we said our last farewells and followed the remains of that loved one to the grave, and lowered them into mother earth. And as we stood there we did not understand, and our faith was almost broken and our hope in God was almost gone. And then as time went on we learned God's afterward. And we learned that it was a wonderful thing that God did. He took a loved one away from the storm to come, from the tumult that would have fallen and broken their heart, and from things that they could not possibly have stood against. And we stand at that grave today and we can say, "Nevertheless afterward." We have proved it in life's experience.

Some of us have been in the great battle and we have prayed for victory our way. And many a time as we fought that battle, it ended in seeming defeat. I remember when I first stood in Bann Side against Terence O'Neill. And I remember the tremendous fight that we fought on that occasion. (I do not see any change in the Press. They are still the same). I remember great banner headlines, "Paisley battered and bleeding is about to fall." That is a long time ago. I must have plenty of [8] blood because it has not been drained away. "Bleeding and battered. He is about to fall." That was not a victory in the sense of an electoral victory. But it sealed the doom of Terence O'Neill. In a few months afterwards the tyrant had gone and we learned that what we thought and men said was defeat, it was God's way to a more glorious victory. God has an afterward in the battle of life!

Our greatest disappointments can be stepping stones to greater victories. I once had a great disappointment in my life. Something that I had set my heart upon and was convinced was the will of God for me, but it was just not to be. And when the blow fell, and the disappointment came, and the cup of grief had got to be drunk to its dregs, in my soul there was, what the Psalmist said, "Who shall show us any good?" When I look back this morning upon my life I see what God had in store for me. And I see now that His afterward was far better than the thing that I had set my foolish, misguided heart upon. God has an afterward.

"I'll bless the hand that guided,
I'll bless the heart that planned
When throned where glory dwelleth
In Emmanuel's Land."

My brother, my sister, as I meet you on the road of life today, let me give you this word of encouragement, God has an afterward. And how glorious, how wonderful will that afterward be. The more bitter the struggle, the more glorious the victory. And the heavier the cross, the more wonderful the crown for the people of God.

May God bless His Word to our hearts for His Name's Sake!


STANDING ON A ROCK: Remarks on the Divine Inspiration of the Holy Scriptures

On one point of vast importance in the present day, the reader will see that I hold very decided opinions. That point is inspiration. I feel no hesitation in avowing that I believe in the plenary inspiration of every word of the original text of Holy Scripture. I hold not only that the Bible contains the Word of God, but that every jot of it was written, or brought together, by Divine inspiration, and is the Word of God.

I entirely disagree with those who maintain that the writers of the Bible were partially inspired, or inspired to such a limited extent that discrepancies, inaccuracies, and contradictions to the facts of science and history, [9] must be expected and do exist in their writings. I utterly repudiate such a theory. I consider that it practically destroys the whole value of God's Word, puts a sword in the hand of infidels and sceptics, and raises far more serious difficulties than it pretends to solve.


I grant freely that the theory of "plenary verbal inspiration" involves some difficulties. I do not pretend to answer all the objections brought against it, or to defend all that has been written by its supporters . . . but I do maintain that all parts of the Bible are equally "given by inspiration of God," and that all are to be regarded as God's Word. If we do not see the Divine character of any particular part, it is because we have at present no eyes to see it. The humblest moss is as much the handiwork of God's creative power as the cedar of Lebanon . . . The least verse in the Bible is just as truly "given by inspiration" as the greatest.

I am content to remember that all inspiration is a miraculous operation of the Holy Ghost, and, like every operation of the Holy Ghost, must needs be mysterious. It is an operation of which not forty men in the world have been made the subjects, and the manner of which not one of the forty has described. It stands to reason that the whole question of inspiration like everything else supernatural, must necessarily contain much that is mysterious, and much that we cannot explain - but the difficulties of the "plenary verbal" theory appear to me mere trifles, compared with those which surround the counter theory of "partial inspiration."


Once admit the principle that the writers of the Bible could make mistakes, and were not in all things guided by the Spirit, and I know not where I am. I see nothing certain, nothing solid, nothing trustworthy in the foundations of my faith. A fog has descended on the Book of God, and enveloped every chapter in uncertainty! Who shall decide when the writers of the Scriptures made mistakes, and when they did not? How am I to know where inspiration ends, and where it begins? What I think inspired, another may think uninspired! The texts that I rest upon may possibly have been put in by a slip of the pen! The words and phrases that I love to feed upon, may possibly be weak earthly expressions, in writing which the author was left to his own private uninspired mind! - The glory is departed from my Bible at this rate. A cold feeling of suspicion and doubt creeps over me as I read it, and I am almost tempted to lay it down in despair. A [10] partially inspired Bible is little better than no Bible at all. Give me the "plenary verbal" theory, with all its difficulties, rather than this. I accept the difficulties of that theory, and humbly wait for their solution. But while I wait, I feel that I am standing on a rock.


For my own part, I believe that the whole Bible, as it came originally from the hands of the inspired writers, was verbally perfect and without flaw. I believe that the inspired writers were infallibly guided by the Holy Ghost, both in their selection of matter and their choice of words. I believe that even now, when we cannot explain alleged difficulties in Holy Scripture, the wisest course is to blame the interpreter and not the text, to suspect our own ignorance to be in fault, and not any defect in God's Word. The theological system of modern days, which delights in magnifying the so-called mistakes of the Bible, in explaining away its miraculous narratives and in making as little as possible of its Divine character and supernatural element, is a system that I cannot away with. It seems to me to take a rock from beneath our feet, and plant us on quicksand. It robs us of bread, and does not give us in its place so much as a stone.

Nothing, to my mind, is so unutterably painful as the patronising tone of compassion which the modern advocates of "partial inspiration" adopt in speaking of the writers of the Bible. They write and talk as if Paul and John and their companions were nothing better than well-meaning pious men, who on some points were greatly mistaken, and far below our enlightened age. They speak with pity and contempt of that system of divinity which satisfied the master builders and giants of the Church in by-gone days! They tell us complacently that a new theology is needed for our age, and that a "freer handling" of the Bible, with pens untrammelled by the fetters which cumbered former interpreters, will produce, and is producing, wonderful results. I thoroughly distrust these new theologians, however learned and plausible they may be, and I expect the Church will receive no new light from them. I see nothing solid in their arguments and am utterly unmoved by them.


I believe that the want of our age is not a more "freer" handling of the Bible, but more "reverent" handling, more humility, more patient study, and more prayer. I repeat my own firm conviction, that no theory of inspiration involves so few difficulties as that of plenary verbal inspiration. To that theory I entirely adhere . . . [11] Translators are not inspired, and all are liable to err. The plenary verbal inspiration which I firmly maintain, is that of the original text of Scripture and not of any translation.

I have no sympathy, however, with those who wish to have a new authorised English version of the Bible. I concede the short-comings of the old version, but judging by the specimens of "new and improved" versions which I have seen, I doubt much whether we should gain anything by attempting to mend it. Taking it for all in all, the authorised English version is an admirable translation. I am quite content to "let well alone."

Ignorance of Scripture is the root of every error in religion, and the source of every heresy. To be allowed to remove a few grains of ignorance, and to throw a few rays of light on God's precious Word is, in my opinion, the greatest honour that can be put on a Christian.

Selected from the Preface to "Expository Thoughts on the Gospel according to John."

Revival in Ravenhill

SABBATH, 23rd JANUARY, 1977.

8.45 am PRISON, SERVICE. A truly blessed time. I spoke on Romans 10: 13. Another prisoner has trusted the Lord. Ten met around the Table. Truly our meditation of Christ was sweet.

10.30 am PRAYER MEETING. An almost filled upper room and a great spirit of prayer. Heard about a police officer who was a notable gambler and who attended last Sabbath's evening service. He told his wife he ought to have come out for the Lord at the end of the service. However on Monday he came to the Lord and was rejoicing in the pardon and power of the gospel. Heard of another man who owed a debt of 3 for over twenty years. He went back to the man he owed it to, testified to the power of the gospel and paid the debt.

11.30 am. A large congregation at Morning Service. Related the story of the police officer who had been so wonderfully saved and also of one of the new converts who gave my little book, exposing the "Good News Bible" to a mate at work. He in turn passed it to his wife and she got saved.

There was a great spirit in the service and I expounded that beautifully worded passage Isaiah thirty-five on the theme of the Transformation of Revival.

Revival transforms,

1. Our Service - "Strengthen ye the weak hands" (v. 3).

2. Our Supplication - "Confirm the feeble knees" (v. 3).

3. Our Speaking - "Say to them, etc." (v. 4).

4. Our Sight - "The eyes of the blind will be opened" (v. 5).

5. Our Hearing - "The ears of [12] the deaf will be unstopped" (v. 5).

6. Our Walk - "The lame shall leap as an hart" (v. 6).

7. Our Song - "The tongue of the dumb sing" (v. 6).


We had a blessed time at the Lord's Table and as we all stood and drank the wine we certainly were as those servants who truly waited for their Master's Coming.

3.30 pm. TULLYVALLEN. I preached to approximately 300 in Tullyvallen right in the heart of what Rees called bandit country. It was a time of refreshing and I pray God there will be lasting fruit. I spoke on Romans 10:13.

6.45 pm. PRAYER. The upper room was again well filled and there was great urgency and special pleading in the meeting. There was also the anticipation of faith - the substance of things hoped for.

7 pm. EVENING SERVICE. A large congregation and a wonderful uplift in the singing. The spirit of expectancy could be felt. A praying people are always a praising people.

I spoke with unusual liberty on the Total Rejection of Man's Wisdom from I Corinthians chapter one.

I took four points,

Man's wisdom has nothing to do with

1. The Planning of Redemption

2. The Accomplishing of Redemption

3. The Understanding of Redemption

4. The Receiving of Redemption.

About three fifths of the congregation remained for a most touching after-meeting. God visited His house and eleven souls publicly professed saving faith. There was a moving story behind each of them. A woman came to Christ sometime ago in one of our morning services. Her husband was angry and forbade her to attend the church demanding she stay with the Irish Presbyterian Church. She patiently persevered in prayer and her husband and son both came to Christ. What rejoicing as prayer was so gloriously answered.

A nurse hearing about the salvation of Mrs. Todd in one of our services and her sudden death some six days later was struck to the heart and so irresistible was the Spirit she was compelled to yield.

A woman who opposed the church also was found penitent at the foot of the old rugged cross.

Another woman who had attended the church for years and was generally taken for a fine Christian broke down and came confessing she had never been born again.

A man whose young daughter came forward followed her in tears. I have just heard that his other daughter has come this week to Christ too.

Two sisters became spiritual twins both born again on the same night. And so we could go on.

The police officer already mentioned came to tell me personally of the great things God had done for his soul.

It was a night of joy. There was however, sorrow, deep agonising sorrow. Many souls could not and did not come. Some requested prayer but could not escape the corruption that is in the world through lust. Lord smash the fetters and with an almighty demonstration of Thy power [13] set men free. Make bare Thy Strong Saving arm to the confounding of the combined forces of hell and darkness!


I was prevented by fog over the Aldergrove Airport from getting to the prayer meeting on Wednesday night. The flight was diverted to Glasgow. How I missed the prayer meeting. Nevertheless reports speak of a glorious time of intercession. The place packed, chairs down the aisles and the shout of the King amongst the people of God. The other prayer meetings from reports received were also blessed times of intercession. I was present at the lunch hour meeting on Thursday. It was real refreshment to my thirsty soul. How precious the times of prayer become when the soul is revived.

We had our Prayer and Preparation service as I had previously announced at the presbytery meeting. A bus load joined us from our Portadown congregation with their minister Rev. Ken Elliott. Rev. Robert Hanna, minister of the Reformed Presbyterian Church, Dromara, and Rev. David Patterson, minister of Knox Free Church of Scotland, Perth, were also present. Mr. Hanna opened for us with prayer. I spoke on Psalm 51 emphasising the Spirit of the Psalm.

1. The Right Spirit v. 10.

2. The Holy Spirit v. 11.

3. The Free Spirit v. 12.

4. The Broken Spirit v. 17.

"a broken and contrite heart." concluded at 10.15.

It was a blessed two and a quarter hours. Rev. Mr. Patterson closed for us in sweet supplication. God's presence truly makes the feast. Afterwards we heard reports of how God is blessing His Word mightily. I heard of one young man who came under conviction of sin through reading a copy of a plain man's guide to salvation which he obtained at the Carryduff meetings. He got his parents out of bed requesting that they might lead him to the Saviour.

LORD'S DAY, 30th JANUARY, 1977.

9.45 am. PRISON SERVICE. The prison service was again a time of solemn evangelisation. I spoke on the Folly of Man's Wisdom in I Corinthians chapter 2. There was an excellent hearing of the Word.

Nine of the young converts met afterwards around the Lord's Table. How blessed is the tender mercy of Our God. These men are rejoicing in the triumph of Free Grace in their lives and as we kept the feast together He Who receiveth sinners and eateth with them manifested His Wondrous Presence. How good is our God.

10.30 am. PRAYER MEETING. Once again the upper room became a trysting place with the Heavenly Bridegroom. Oh how sweet to bask in the presence of the Risen Christ. There are no pleasures like the pleasures of God's right hand. There is no joy like the fulness of joy in God's presence.

11.30 am. MORNING SERVICE. The service was one of preparation for the Lord's Table to be held after the evening service. I told of what the Lord was doing, of the work of grace [14] amongst us and the precious souls who were being gloriously converted. There was a general feeling that today was to be a high day indeed. I was led to speak on "The Lord's Table - Its Meaning and Message" from the eleventh chapter of First Corinthians. I spoke on seven things concerning the Feast.

1. The Shadow of the Betrayal - "The same night in which He was betrayed" v. 23.

2. The Symbol of the Body - "He took bread" v. 23 & 24.

3. The Significance of the Wine - "New testament in my Blood" v. 25.

4. The Stirring of the Memory - "In remembrance of Me" v. 24 & 25.

5. The Shewing of the Cross - "Shew forth the Lord's Death" v. 26.

6. The Scrutiny of the Soul - "Examine and eat" not stay away v. 28.

7. The Sign of the Coming - "Till He come" v. 26.

It was a sweet time. The Fairest of all the earth beside revealed Himself and our hearts glowed with the warmth that is divine. What a rapturous thrill to sit at the nail pierced feet of the Only Redeemer of God's elect.

After the preaching I distributed the prizes to the Young Worshippers' League members. What a thrill to see many scores of boys and girls attending the means of grace. I covet them all for the Saviour. O Thou Great Shepherd of the sheep, as an under-shepherd of the flock help me faithfully to fulfil Thy Commandment, "Feed my lambs."

1.30-3 pm. PRAYER and FASTING. I drew the attention of the congregation to Isaiah Ch. 63 and especially the words of verse one, "mighty to save." I emphasised that if this truth burned its way into our inmost souls then heavenly wings would be put to the prayers and upwards borne by the winds of faith they would reach the everlasting throne.

God blessed His Holy Word. The prayers of God's people were poured out with great fervency and the truth that Our Lord Jesus is "mighty to save" seemed as a blessed spur to every petition.

3.15-4 pm. BIBLE CLASS. Rev. William Beattie brought another lecture in his series on "The Holy Spirit." He delivered a most edifying address on that particular fruit of the Spirit - "long suffering." The verses which really brought blessing and encouragement were God is long suffering and - that long suffering is salvation.

4-5.30 pm. MORE PRAYER. The congregation was well maintained for this session. There was no let up in supplication. How wonderful to hear the lisping of recently born spiritual babes crying, "Aba Father." Individuals were laid on hearts and agonised cries ascended to the throne of grace for their salvation.

Such prayering surely is the harbinger of tremendous blessing.

5.45-6.45 pm. FINAL PRAYER SESSION. The Upper Room was again well filled for this session. It seemed as if all the other prayer sessions were just preparatory to this final one. Hearts were outpoured. Agony was experienced. Strong crying and tears prevailed. T.G. once more was overcome for his father's salvation. A [15] holy expectancy soon pervaded the whole meeting. Faith had won the battle and the assurance of real victory overwhelmed each waiting participant.

7 pm. THE GOSPEL SERVICE. Once more there was a good attendance although slightly down in number to the previous Sabbath evening. The singing was inspiring. The joy of believing triumphant hearts was indeed injecting power into the praises of God. There was a blessed and heavenly tone in every gospel song. "The new song" was coming through in each individual item of praise.

I preached a plain unembellished gospel message on I Tim. 1:15 under the title "IT'S ABSOLUTELY TRUE - THERE'S NOT A DOUBT ABOUT IT."

I took four obvious points:

1. "Christ Jesus came into the world" - THAT'S HISTORY. It's absolutely true - there's not a doubt about it.

2. "To save sinners" - THAT'S DOCTRINE. It's absolutely true - there's not a doubt about it.

3. "Of whom I am chief" - THAT'S EXPERIENCE. It's absolutely true - there's not a doubt about it.

4. "This is a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptation" THAT'S ASSURANCE. It's absolutely true - there's not a doubt about it.

I experienced strange liberty in the preaching. An uplifting supporting power was all about me. "Utterance in the Holy Ghost" was my delightful position.

Again I called an after meeting. Well over half the congregation tarried. The Spirit of God was present to heal. Sinners and backsliders sought and found the Saviour. Again there was a story of triumphant FREE GRACE behind each one.

A student from Queen's University. He had invited a fellow student, a believer, to accompany him to the service. That student had the great privilege and unparalled blessing of accompanying his companion as he walked down the aisle publicly confessing his sinnership and calling on the Lord for salvation.

Another son of the lady previously mentioned in this narrative whose husband had originally opposed her attending the Martyrs Church and who had got saved himself with her other son the previous Sabbath, came to the Saviour. What rejoicing as God moves in bringing the whole house to the Lord.

A lady long prayed for from Finaghy came and another lady from Portadown also - a married woman from Comber. And so we could go on.

Then the climax came as T.G.'s father walked down the aisle sobbing with his son accompanying him. The tears, the prayers, the agony and the pleading of the day had been heard. God had answered prayer. There were shouts of praise and glorifying God for the victory.

9 pm. THE LORD'S TABLE. The largest number in my whole ministry had assembled around the Lord's Table. It was a holy climax to an awesome day in the Lord's House. I extended the right hand of fellowship to thirty-two new members some of them converts of the Revival. What a thrill to welcome them to the [16] privilege of church membership. The large congregation which spread over almost the whole ground floor of the church stood to welcome them. In fact so large were the numbers partaking that the bread almost ran out and we had not enough single cups but had to use two goblets and get extra wine.

I directed the congregation to the verse in Matthew chapter 27 and verse 36, "And sitting down they watched Him there" and spoke of:

1. The Place - "there"

2. The Posture - "watching"

3. The Position - "sitting down"

4. The Person - "Him."

As we broke the bread and distributed the cup such a sense of heaven's presence and glory pervaded the whole house that it seemed as if heaven had broken in upon the earth. I felt so much of the glory of God that my body became really weak and I had to tell the Lord I couldn't stand anymore of His glory. What Jonathan Edwards wrote of in his "Narrative of Surprising Conversions" was repeated in my own body. Edwards says, "Some persons have been so overcome with a sense of the dying love of Christ to such poor wretched and unworthy creatures, as to weaken the body." My body was so weak with God's glory that one of my elders thought that I had taken ill. No it was not illness but the weakness of the mortal frame unable to bear up to the radiant beam of our God Who is a consuming fire. Wave after wave of God's power and presence came upon the participants that it was almost impossible to conclude the service. GOD HAD SURELY VISITED HIS PEOPLE. Maranatha. Hallelujah!

MONDAY, 31st JANUARY, 1977. PRAISE AND THANKSGIVING. About 350 people met in Thanksgiving. We had a real love feast. For almost an hour and a half person after person arose to testify of the great things God had done for their souls. What stories of grace! What triumphs of the gospel! What power in the Blood! What wonders of redemption! What transformations by conversion! From the depths they had come into the glorious liberty of the gospel. The tongue of the dumb truly did sing for waters had broken forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert. Many who had never testified though saved for many years constrained by Love Divine burst forth in gladsome testimony.

The new converts with hearts aglow told of how the Lord had saved them from the wrath which is to come. They spoke of the amazing power of saving grace and of the joy which is unspeakable and full of glory.

How holy and happy and hallowed Is the place where the Holy Spirit of God makes Himself at home. Oh for a blessed hurricane of the Spirit's power a veritable tempest of the Divine Omnipotence.