Ever Increasing Faith - 3. The Power of the Name
by Smith
Wigglesworth
Scripture Reading-Acts
3:1-16
All things are possible through the name of Jesus. God hath highly exalted
Him, and given Him the name which is above every name, that at the name of
Jesus every knee should bow. There is power to overcome everything in the
world through the name of Jesus. I am looking forward to a wonderful union
through the name of Jesus. There is none other name under heaven given among
men, whereby we must be saved.
I want to instill into you a sense of the power, the virtue and the glory of
that name. Six people went into the house of a sick man to pray for him. He
was an Episcopalian vicar, and lay in his bed utterly helpless, without even
strength to help himself. He had read a little tract about healing and had
heard about people praying for the sick, and sent for these friends, who, he
thought, could pray the prayer of faith. He was anointed according to James
5:14, but, because he had no immediate manifestation of healing, he wept
bitterly. The six people walked out of the room, somewhat crestfallen to see
the man lying there in an unchanged condition.
When they were outside, one of the six said, "There is one thing we might have
done. I wish you would all go back with me and try it." They went back and all
got together in a group. This brother said, "Let us whisper the name of
Jesus." At first when they whispered this worthy name nothing seemed to
happen. But as they continued to whisper, "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" the power
began to fall. As they saw that God was beginning to work, their faith and joy
increased; and they whispered the name louder and louder. As they did so the
man arose from his bed and dressed himself. The secret was just thus, those
six people had gotten their eyes off the sick man, and they were just taken up
with the Lord Jesus Himself, and their faith grasped the power that there is
in His name. O, if people would only appreciate the power that there is in
this name, there is no telling what would happen.
I know that through His name and through the power of His name we have access
to God. The very face of Jesus fills the whole place with glory. All over the
world there are people magnifying that name. and O, what a joy it is for me to
utter it.
One day I went up into the mountain to pray. I had a wonderful day. It was one
of the high mountains of Wales. I heard of one man going up this mountain to
pray, and the Spirit of the Lord met him so wonderfully that his face shone
like that of an angel when he returned. Every one in the village was talking
about it. As I went up to this mountain and spent the day in the presence of
the Lord, His wonderful power seemed to envelop and saturate and fill me.
Two years before this time there had come to our house two lads from Wales.
They were just ordinary lads, but they became very zealous for God. They came
to our mission and saw some of the works of God. They said to me, "We would
not be surprised if the Lord brings you down to Wales to raise our Lazarus."
They explained that the leader of their assembly was a man who had spent his
days working in a tin mine and his nights preaching, and the result was that
he had collapsed, gone into consumption, and for four years he had been a
helpless invalid, having to be fed with a spoon.
While I was up on that mountain top I was reminded of the transfiguration
scene, and I felt that the Lord's only purpose in taking us into the glory was
to fit us for greater usefulness in the valley.
Tongues and Interpretation; "The living God has chosen us for His divine
inheritance, and He it is who is preparing us for our ministry, that it may be
of God and not of man."
As I was on the mountain top that day, the Lord said to me, "I want you to go
and raise Lazarus." I told the brother who accompanied me of this, and when we
got down to the valley, I wrote a postcard: " When I was up on the mountain
praying today, God told me that I was to go and raise Lazarus." I addressed
the postcard to the man in the place whose name had been given to me by the
two lads. When we arrived at the place we went to the man to whom I had
addressed the card. He looked at me and said, "Did you send this?" I said,
"Yes." He said, "Do you think we believe in this? Here, take it." And he threw
it at me.
The man called a servant and said, "Take this man and show him Lazarus." Then
he said to me, "The moment you see him you will be ready to go home. Nothing
will hold you." Everything he said was true from the natural viewpoint. The
man was helpless. He was nothing but a mass of bones with skin stretched over
them. There was no life to be seen. Everything in him spoke of decay.
I said to him, "Will you shout? You remember that at Jericho the people
shouted while the walls were still up. God has like victory for you if you
will only believe." But I could not get him to believe. There was not an atom
of faith there. He had made up his mind not to have anything.
It is a blessed thing to learn that God's word can never fail. Never hearken
to human plans. God can work mightily when you persist in believing Him in
spite of discouragements from the human standpoint. When I got back to the man
to whom I had sent the post-card, he asked, "Are you ready to go now ?"
I am not moved by what I see. I am moved only by what I believe. I know
this-no man looks at appearances if he believes. No man considers how he feels
if he believes. The man who believes God has it. Every man who comes into the
Pentecostal condition can laugh at all things and believe God. There is
something in the Pentecostal work that is different from anything else in the
world. Somehow, in Pentecost, you know that God is a reality. Wherever the
Holy Ghost has right of way, the gifts of the Spirit will be in manifestation;
and where these gifts are never in manifestation, I question whether He is
present. Pentecostal people are spoiled for anything else than Pentecostal
meetings. We want none of the entertainments that the churches are offering.
When God comes in He entertains us Himself. Entertained by the King of kings
and Lord of lords! O, it is wonderful.
There were difficult conditions in that Welsh village, and it seemed
impossible to get the people to believe. "Ready to go home?" I was asked. But
a man and a woman there asked us to come and stay with them. I said, "I want
to know how many of you people can pray." No one wanted to pray. I asked if I
could get seven people to pray with me for the poor man's deliverance. I said
to the two people who were going to entertain us, "I will count on you two,
and there is my friend and myself, and we need three others." I told the
people that I trusted that some of them would awaken to their privilege and
come in the morning and join us in prayer for the raising of Lazarus. It will
never do to give way to human opinions. If God says a thing, you are to
believe it.
I told the people that I would not eat anything that night. When I got to bed
it seemed as if the devil tried to place on me everything that he had placed
on that poor man in the bed. When I awoke I had a cough and all the weakness
of a tubercular patient. I rolled out of bed on to the floor and cried out to
God to deliver me from the power of the devil. I shouted loud enough to wake
everybody in the house, but nobody was disturbed. God gave victory, and I got
back into bed again as free as ever I was in my life. At 5 o'clock the Lord
awakened me and said to me, "Don't break bread until you break it round My
table." At 6 o'clock He gave me these words, "And I will raise him up." I put
my elbow into the fellow who was sleeping with me. He said, "Ugh !" I put my
elbow into him again and said, "Do you hear? The Lord says that He will raise
him up."
At 8 o'clock they said to me, "Have a little refreshment." But I have found
prayer and fasting the greatest joy, and you will always find it so when you
are led by God. When we went to the house where Lazarus lived there were eight
of us altogether. No one can prove to me that God does not always answer
prayer. He always does more that that. He always gives the exceedingly
abundant above all we ask or think.
I shall never forget how the power of God fell on us as we went into that sick
man's room. O, it was lovely! As we circled round the bed I got one brother to
hold one of the sick man's hands and I held the other; and we each held the
hand of the person next to us. I said, "We are not going to pray, we are just
going to use the name of Jesus." We all knelt down and whispered that one
word, "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" The power of God fell and then it lifted. Five
times the power of God fell and then it remained. But the person who was in
the bed was unmoved. Two years previous someone had come along and had tried
to raise him up, and the devil had used his lack of success as a means of
discouraging Lazarus. I said, "I don't care what the devil says; if God says
he will raise you up it must be so. Forget everything else except what God
says about Jesus."
The sixth time the power fell and the sick man's lips began moving and the
tears began to fall. I said to him, "The power of God is here; it is yours to
accept it." He said, "I have been bitter in my heart, and I know I have
grieved the Spirit of God. Here I am helpless. I cannot lift my hands, nor
even lift a spoon to my mouth." I said, "Repent, and God will hear you." He
repented and cried out, "O God, let this be to Thy glory." As he said this the
virtue of the Lord went right through him.
I have asked the Lord to never let me tell this story except as it was, for I
realize that God can not bless exaggerations. As we again said, "Jesus! Jesus!
Jesus !" the bed shook, and the man shook. I said to the people that were with
me, "You can all go down stairs right away. This is all God. I'm not going to
assist him." I sat and watched that man get up and dress himself. We sang the
doxology as he walked down the steps. I said to him, "Now tell what has
happened."
It was soon noised abroad that Lazarus had been raised up and the people came
from Llanelly and all the district round to see him and hear his testimony.
And God brought salvation to many. This man told right out in the open air
what God had done, and as a result many were convicted and converted. All this
came through the name of Jesus, through faith in His name, yea, the faith that
is by Him gave this sick man perfect soundness in the presence of them all.
Peter and John were helpless, were illiterate, they had no college education.
They had been with Jesus. To them had come a wonderful revelation of the power
of the name of Jesus. They had handed out the bread and fish after Jesus had
multiplied them. They had sat at the table with Him and John had often gazed
into His face. Peter had often to be rebuked, but Jesus manifested His love to
Peter through it all. Yea, He loved Peter, the wayward one. O, He's a
wonderful lover! I have been wayward, I have been stubborn, I had an
unmanageable temper at one time, but how patient He has been. I am here to
tell you that there is power in Jesus and in His wondrous name to transform
anyone, to heal anyone.
If you will see Him as God's Lamb, as God's beloved Son who had laid upon Him
the iniquity of us all, if only you will see that Jesus paid the whole price
for our redemption that we might be free, you can enter into your purchased
inheritance of salvation, of life and of power.
Poor Peter, and poor John! They had no money! But they had faith, they had the
power of the Holy Ghost, they had God. You can have God even though you have
nothing else. Even though you have lost your character you can have God. I
have seen the worst men saved by the power of God.
I was one day preaching about the name of Jesus and there was a man leaning
against a lamp-post, listening. It took a lamp-post to enable him to keep on
his feet. We had finished our open-air meeting, and the man was still leaning
against the post. I asked him, "Are you sick?" He showed me his hand and I saw
beneath his coat, he had a silver handled dagger. He told me that he was on
his way to kill his unfaithful wife, but that he had heard me speaking about
the power of the name of Jesus and could not get away. He said that he felt
just helpless. I said, "Get you down." And there on the square, with people
passing up and down, he got saved.
I took him to my home and put on him a new suit. I saw that there was
something in that man that God could use. He said to me the next morning, "God
has revealed Jesus to me; I see that all has been laid upon Jesus." I lent him
some money, and he soon got together a wonderful little home. His faithless
wife was living with another man, but he invited her back to the home that he
had prepared for her. She came: and, where enmity and hatred had been before,
the whole situation was transformed by love. God made that man a minister
wherever he went. There is power in the name of Jesus everywhere. God can save
to the uttermost.
There comes before me a meeting we had in Stockholm that I shall ever bear in
mind. There was a home for incurables there and one of the inmates was brought
to the meeting. He had palsy and was shaking all over. He stood up before
3,000 people and came to the platform, supported by two others. The power of
God fell on him as I anointed him in the name of Jesus. The moment I touched
him he dropped his crutch and began to walk in the name of Jesus. He walked
down the steps and round that great building in view of all the people. There
is nothing that our God cannot do. He will do everything if you will dare to
believe.
Someone said to me, "Will you go to this Home for Incurables?" They took me
there on my rest day. They brought out the sick people into a great corridor
and in one hour the Lord set about twenty of them free.
The name of Jesus is so marvelous. Peter and John had no conception of all
that was in that name; neither had the man, lame from his mother's womb, who
was laid daily at the gate; but they had faith to say, "In the name of Jesus
Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk." And as Peter took him by the right
hand, and lifted him up, immediately his feet and ankle bones received
strength, and lie went into the temple with them, walking and leaping and
praising God. God wants you to see more of this sort of thing done. How can it
be done? Through His name, through faith in His name, through faith which is
by Him.
REVIVALS IN SCANDINAVIA
The writer had the privilege for three months one year of being in the center
of Mr. Smith Wigglesworth's meetings in both Sweden and Denmark. It was a time
of visitation from on high. I dare to say that hundreds of people received
Jesus as their Saviour, thousands were healed from all kinds of diseases, also
thousands of believers awoke to a new life, and many, many received the
Baptism of the Holy Ghost as on the day of Pentecost. For all thus we give
glory to Jesus. Here are a few examples of miracles my eyes have seen.
It was in Orebro (Sweden) where at that time there was held a Pentecostal
Convention. I came to seek help myself, being worn out with long, unbroken
service in the Lord's work. The next day there was a meeting for healing.
After the preaching service I went forward into the other hall and I was
surprised to find in a few minutes a crowd following. The hall was soon full
with hundreds of men and women patiently waiting for a touch of God through
His servant, and, glory to God, we were not disappointed. As hands were laid
upon me the power of God went through me in a mighty way. I was immediately
well.
It was wonderful to notice, as the ministry continued, the effect upon the
people as the power of the Lord came over them. Some lifted their hands,
crying, "I am healed! I am healed!" Some fell on the platform under the power
of the Spirit, having to be helped down. Others walked away as in a dream;
others as drunk with new wine, lost to everything but God; but all had faces
as transfigured with the glory of the Lord and magnifying Jesus. A young blind
girl, as she was ministered to, cried out, "Oh, how many windows there are in
this hall!" During the three weeks the meeting continued the great chapel was
crowded daily, multitudes being healed and many saved. The testimony meetings
were wonderful. One said, "I was deaf, they prayed, and Jesus healed me."
Another, "I had consumption, and I am free." And so on.
At Skofde, in the smaller hall, set apart for those seeking the Baptism of the
Holy Ghost, I shall never forget the sight, how the people with eyes closed
and hearts uplifted to God waited. Did the Holy Spirit fall upon them? Of
course He did. Here also many were healed. At another place there was a young
man whose body was spoiled because of sin, but the Lord is merciful with
sinners. He was anointed, and when hands were laid on, the power of God went
mightily over him. He said, "I am healed," but being broken down, he cried as
a little child, confessing his sin; at the same moment the Lord saved him.
Glory to God! He went into the large hall and testified to salvation and
healing.
At Stockholm, long queues waited for hours to get in. The hall held 1,800
people. At nearly every meeting crowds were unable to enter the building, but
they waited on, often hours and hours, for the chance, if any left the
building to step into the place. Here a man with two crutches, his whole body
shaking with palsy, is lifted onto the platform. (Behind him five or six
hundred more are waiting for help.) This man is anointed and hands laid upon
him in the Name of Jesus. He is still shaking. Then he drops one crutch, and
after a short time the other one. His body is still shaking, but he takes the
first step out IN FAITH. Will it be? He lifts one foot and then the other,
walks round the platform. The onlookers rejoice with him. Now he walks around
the auditorium. Hallelujah!
During this meeting a woman began to shout and shout. The preacher told her to
be quiet, but instead she jumped up on a chair, flourishing her arms about,
and crying, "I am healed! I am healed! I had cancer in my mouth, and I was
unsaved; but during the meeting, as I listened to the Word of God, the Lord
has saved me and healed me of cancer in my mouth." She shouts again, "I am
saved! I am saved! I am healed of cancer l" She was quite beside herself. The
people laughed and cried together.
Here was another woman unable to walk, sitting on a chair as she was
ministered to. Her experience was the same as hundreds of others. She rose up,
looking around, wondering if after all it was a dream. Suddenly she laughed
and said, "My leg is healed." Afterwards she said, "I am not saved," and
streams of tears ran down her face. They prayed for her, and later she left
the meeting healed and saved and full of joy. We have a wonderful Saviour;
glory to His Holy Name!
Out of many many miracles in Norway, I quote two taken from Pastor Barratt's
paper, "Korsets Seir" (the Victory of the Cross). A man and his son came in a
taxi to the meeting. Both had crutches. The father had been in bed two years
and was unable to put his leg to the ground. He was ministered to. He dropped
both crutches, walking and praising God. When the son saw this he cried out,
"Help me too," and after a little while the father and son, without crutches
and without taxi, walked away from the hall together. That word again is
manifested; the same Jesus, the wonder-working Jesus is just the same today.
Now Copenhagen, my homeland! During three weeks thousands daily attended the
meetings. Each morning two or three hundred were ministered to for healing.
Each evening the platform was surrounded. Again and again, as each throng
retired another company came forward seeking salvation. Here many were
baptized in the Holy Ghost. The testimony meetings were wonderful.
Now I will close with a vision a brother had who attended these meetings. He
was lost in intercession for the hundreds of sick waiting to be ministered to
for healing. He saw an opening from the platform, where the sick were, right
into the glory. He saw wonderful beings in the form of men resting who, with
interest, looked on. Again he looked at the platform and saw a heavenly Being
clothed in white, who all the time was more active than any other in helping
the sick, and when HE touched them the effect was wonderful. Bent forms were
made straight, their eyes shone, they began to glorify and praise the Lord. A
Voice said: "Healings are the smallest of the gifts; it is but a drop in the
bucket in view of what God has in store for His children. Ye shall do greater
works than these."Anna Lewini in "Confidence."