From an interview with Leonard Ravenhill: "In 1932, I met a man (Major Russell) who worked in the same office with General Booth. He was 82. (Leonard was 32 at the time) I asked him, “What were the days like?” He said, “If I tell you what it was like and you tell them, they won’t believe you.” I said, “Whether they believe me or not, I don’t care what you say. Tell me. If it puts my nose in the ground, tell me. As long as you realize that you are a link with the past, at my age of 82 I will be a link with another generation that doesn’t know God.” “Then I will tell you what happened… It was like heaven on earth. God the Holy Ghost came! General Booth could preach like nobody’s business. He would get people trembling. People would ruin hymnbooks in conviction shredding them because they were so disturbed in their souls. The back row would have torn books as men sat under the conviction with sweat dripping off of their noses and chins. General Booth could make you shake but he could not give an altar call successfully. He would call people to the ‘mercy seat.” Though greatly convicted, none would come. He would call on his Commissioner Lawley who was praying under the platform. He would come up and knock the dust off of his long coat. Lolly would make an appeal and sometimes people wouldn’t come. Booth would say, “Pray!” And Lolly would pray. Still none would come. Booth would say again more sternly, “Pray!” Nobody came. A third time, He would roar: ‘Get hold of God. This meeting is going to go to hell. These people are perishing. Some are wealthy, some are rich, some are poor, some are ignorant, some are backslidden. PRAY!’” Major Russell continued, “The Holy Ghost would pick men up from the backseat bodily and carry them over the congregation and drop them at the altar.” Leonard Ravenhill said, “If you saw something like that you would run for the door. It was some kind of spiritism or something.” “It was an unwritten law in the Salvation Army, that after street meetings ending at 9pm. They would then go to pray from 9pm to midnight. One praying man would declare at midnight or 1am, “Victory! Victory! Tomorrow there will be nine souls saved, thirteen…whatever the Lord spoke to them.” They had revival. They had fire. Copied from Leonard Ravenhill page Oh Lord 🙏 send us true revival again 😭