"A few days before his promotion to Glory, the Founder was helped
from his bed to a chair. His speech was failing. Bramwell, daughter
Lucy and a nurse were giving close attention, ready to meet his every
need.
‘Bramwell – the promises,’ he whispered. ‘The promises.’ Then
someone prompted him by adding ‘of God’. That was the thought in
the old man’s mind; and slowly, with great effort, he went on: ‘The
promises – of God – are sure – are sure – if you will only believe.’
Almost every word was punctuated with a movement of the hand.
That immortal truth wasWilliam Booth’s last statement to the
world. He had always depended on God. He had proved that His
promises never failed. And he knew that God expected him to remain
true to all his promises.
The General had demanded much of his followers. The promises
his officers had made to him often alarmed more mercenary-minded
Christians, but he had never asked for more than he would give
himself."
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