". . .Come on us even now, O rushing mighty wind and tongue of fire, for the world has great need. It lies stagnant in the malaria of sin and needs a healing wind. It is shrouded in dreadful night and needs the flaming torch of truth. There is neither health nor light for it but from You, O blessed Spirit. Come, then, upon it through Your people.
. . .we never say, ‘Amen,’ or ‘Glory!’ now. We have grown to be so frozenly proper that we never interrupt a service in any way, because to tell the truth, we are not so particularly glad, we are not so specially full of praise that we want to do anything of the sort.
Alas, we have lost very much of the Spirit of God and much of the joy and gladness which attend His Presence, and so we have settled into a decorous apathy! We gather the links of propriety instead of the palm branches of praise.
God send us a season of glorious disorder. Oh for a sweep of wind that will set the seas in motion and make our ironclad brethren now lying so quietly at anchor to roll from stem to stern. . .Oh for fire to fall again””fire which shall affect the most stolid! This is a sure remedy for indifference.
. . .O Spirit of God, You are ready to work with us today even as You did then! Stay not, we beseech You, but work at once. Break down every barrier that hinders the incomings of Your might.
Overturn, overturn, O sacred wind! Consume all obstacles, O heavenly fire, and give us now both hearts of flame and tongues of fire to preach Your reconciling word for Jesus’ sake. Amen.”
”” Charles Spurgeon