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Life sketches of ellen g. white

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I frequently remained bowed in prayer nearly all night,<br />

groaning and trembling with inexpressible anguish, and a<br />

hopelessness that passes all description. "Lord, have<br />

mercy!" was my plea, and like the poor publican I dared not<br />

lift my eyes to heaven, but bowed my face upon the floor. I<br />

became very much reduced in flesh and strength, yet kept my<br />

suffering and despair to myself. p. 32, Para. 3, [LS15].<br />

Dream <strong>of</strong> Temple and Lamb -- While in this state <strong>of</strong><br />

despondency, I had a dream that made a deep impression upon<br />

my mind. I dreamed <strong>of</strong> seeing a temple, to which many<br />

persons were flocking. Only those who took refuge in that<br />

temple would be saved when time should close; all who<br />

remained outside would be forever lost. The multitudes<br />

without who were going about their various ways, derided<br />

and ridiculed those who were entering the temple, and told<br />

them that this plan <strong>of</strong> safety was a cunning deception, that<br />

in fact there was no danger whatever to avoid. They even<br />

laid hold <strong>of</strong> some to prevent them from hastening within the<br />

walls. p. 33, Para. 1, [LS15].<br />

Fearful <strong>of</strong> being ridiculed, I thought best to wait until<br />

the multitude dispersed, or until I could enter unobserved<br />

by them. But the numbers increased instead <strong>of</strong> diminishing,<br />

and fearful <strong>of</strong> being too late, I hastily left my home and<br />

pressed through the crowd. In my anxiety to reach the<br />

temple I did not notice or care for the throng that<br />

surrounded me. p. 33, Para. 2, [LS15].<br />

On entering the building, I saw that the vast temple was<br />

supported by one immense pillar, and to this was tied a<br />

lamb all mangled and bleeding. We who were present seemed<br />

to know that this lamb had been torn and bruised on our<br />

account. All who entered the temple must come before it and<br />

confess their sins. Just before the lamb were elevated<br />

seats, upon which sat a company looking very happy. The<br />

light <strong>of</strong> heaven seemed to shine upon their faces, and they<br />

praised God and sang songs <strong>of</strong> glad thanksgiving that seemed<br />

like the music <strong>of</strong> the angels. These were they who had come<br />

before the lamb, confessed their sins, received pardon, and<br />

were now waiting in glad expectation <strong>of</strong> some joyful event.<br />

p. 33, Para. 3, [LS15].<br />

Even after I had entered the building, a fear came over<br />

me, and a sense <strong>of</strong> shame that I must humble myself before<br />

these people; but I seemed compelled to move forward, and

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