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A few
years ago I was going west on a campaign. A gentleman in |
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He said,
"I was a drunkard (he was a man, I should say, more than forty), and I
had got so low that one morning when I went down to the market, and got some
beefsteak for breakfast (I got trusted for that), on my way home my appetite
was so strong that I went into a saloon, and pawned the meat for a glass of
liquor, and the saloon keeper was wicked enough to take the meat right out of
my family's mouths, to let me have some liquor. I got home. My family saw
that something must be done. I was a wreck. So they had me put under arrest,
and took me down to the House of Reform. I stayed there several weeks, in
despair, hopelessly, as I supposed, with no idea that I was ever going to get
over that fearful mania for drink." |
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"By
and by, a young man, a Christian, came up and said, 'I have a remedy for
you.' 'Have you?' Hope began to spring up in my heart. 'What is it?' 'It is
Jesus Christ. He is able to kill out that burning appetite within you. He
breaks the power of reigning sin. He set the prisoner free.' He then took his
Bible and opened it and pointed out the pure Gospel of Christ. I accepted it.
I believed it, that it was able to save me from the dreadful sin into which I
had fallen. I stayed there a few weeks after that, but had the appetite no
more. I came home, and today I am a happy man, because I have the Gospel, and
it has taken away all my appetite for strong drink." -- Albert P. Graves |
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From:
2700-PLUS SERMON ILLUSTRATIONS By Duane V. Maxey |