Reminders of the gospel that was preached to you, which you received, in which you stand, and by which you are being saved, that you may hold fast to the word preached to you.
I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord, my God, I cried to you for help, and you have healed me. O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit. Sing praises to the Lord, O you, his saints, and give thanks to his holy name. For his anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning. Psalm 30:1-5.
Ryan Bush:While we were singing, there was one woman who, I may venture to say, if I may be allowed to say so much of any person I ever saw, was filled with joy unspeakable and full of glory and could not but burst forth in prayer and praises to God before us all with many tears crying sometimes in English and sometimes in Indian, O blessed Lord, do come. Do come. O do take me away. Do let me die and go to Jesus Christ. I am afraid if I live, I shall sin again. Oh, do let me die now. Oh, dear Jesus, do come. I cannot stay. I cannot stay. Oh, how can I live in this world? Do take my soul away from this sinful place. Oh, let me never sin anymore. Oh, what shall I do? What shall I do? Dear Jesus. Oh, dear Jesus. In this ecstasy, she continued some time uttering these and such like expressions incessantly. And the grand argument she used with God to take her away immediately was that if she lived, she should sin against him. When she had a little recovered herself, I asked her if Christ was not now sweet to her soul. Whereupon turning to me with tears in her eyes and with all the tokens of deep humility I ever saw in any person, she said, I have many times heard you speak of the goodness and the sweetness of Christ, that he was better than all the world. But, oh, I knew nothing what you meant. I never believed you. I never believed you, but now I know it is true. I answered, and do you see enough in Christ for the greatest of sinners? She replied, oh, enough, enough for all the sinners in the world if they would but come. And when I asked her if she could not tell them of the goodness of Christ, turning herself about to some poor Christless souls who stood by and were much affected, she said, oh, there is enough in Christ for you if you would but come. Oh, strive, strive to give up your hearts to him. David Brainerd.