146 Autobiography of Amanda Smith.
shortly after this I had an experience almost identical. I had
much to suffer, in and with my own people — for human nature is
the same in black and white folks. They oppose the doctrine of
personal holiness, so do white people; but God has a remnant
among the old, and some of the young, both preachers and lay¬
men, that believe and know the truth of this doctrine from the
Bible standpoint experimentally, which is the top stone of all.
Hath not God declared it that without holiness no man shall see
the Lord? My prayer is, Lord, multiply the witnesses to the
experience in life and power among preachers, bishops and lay¬
men. It is the only hope for Methodism all over the land. May
the Lord help us, white and colored! Amen.
But to turn again to my story. As I turned to go into the
room I heard the most beautiful singing; it seemed miles away, but
I never heard such singing on earth so beautiful, so smooth, and the
heavenly sweetness I never can describe. As it neared me I knew
the tune well, and as it drew still nearer I heard these words:
"Arm of the Lord, awake, awake,
Thine own immortal strength put on,
With terror clothed Hell's Kingdom shake,
And tread thy foes with fury down."
And it passed on eastward, as the arm had gone. I could
hear the singing away off, as it died away in the distance. I
awoke. Oh, what peace and comfort filled my soul! I believe
God permitted this to encourage my faith. How many ways He
has to teach us to depend on Him, if we are only willing to learn.
How sweet His own word, "Learn of me, for I am meek and
lowly in heart, and ye shall find rest to your souls." Amen.