Henry Ward Beecher: a sketch of his career: with analyses of his power as a preacher, lecturer, orator and journalist, and incidents and reminiscences of his life . but one among thousands who flocked to hear him,and yet, somehow, I came to feel that he had a personal interest inme, and that he was my friend. ,It seemed almost as if there hadgrown up between our souls a friendly intimacy. He preachedto me and prayed for me. He was my personal friend. Iwonder if others had similar experiences. But as I look back to-night to those favored days, I am of theopinion that it was not his sermons that
Henry Ward Beecher: a sketch of his career: with analyses of his power as a preacher, lecturer, orator and journalist, and incidents and reminiscences of his life . but one among thousands who flocked to hear him,and yet, somehow, I came to feel that he had a personal interest inme, and that he was my friend. ,It seemed almost as if there hadgrown up between our souls a friendly intimacy. He preachedto me and prayed for me. He was my personal friend. Iwonder if others had similar experiences. But as I look back to-night to those favored days, I am of theopinion that it was not his sermons that helped me most, but hisprayers. His sermons touched me like shocks from a spiritualbattery, but his prayers were like the very breathing of the Spiritof God—his prayers rose on a bold and easy wing, and theyseemed to bear you on their ample pinions to the very foot of thethrone. I think few men have been able so to open the windowof heaven and talk with God face to face. Few ministers havebeen able to make their congregations feel that the very heavenswere raining mercy upon their bowed heads. To do these two things, viz., to preach and pray, it seems to. Across the Rocky Mountains.
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