MYSTICISM: Overcome By The Power Of The Spirit, by Sarah Pierpont Edwards

Uncommon Discoveries Of The Divine Perfections And Glory

From The Life of President Edwards, by Sereno Edwards Dwight

On Tuesday night, January 19, 1742, I felt very uneasy and unhappy, at my being so low in grace.  I thought I very much needed help from God, and found a spirit of earnestness to seek help of him, that I might have more holiness.  When I had for a time been earnestly wrestling with God for it, I felt within myself great quietness of spirit, unusual submission to God, and willingness to wait upon him, with respect to the time and manner in which he should help me, and wished that he should take his own time, and his own way, to do it.

The next morning, I found a degree of uneasiness in my mind, at Mr. Edwards’s suggesting, that he thought I had failed in some measure in point of prudence, in some conversation I had with Mr. Williams of Hadley, the day before.  I found, that it seemed to bereave me of the quietness and calm of my mind, in any respect not to have a good opinion of my husband.  This, I much dislike in myself, as arguing a want of a sufficient rest in God, and felt a disposition to fight against it, and look to God for his help, that I might have a more full and entire rest in him, independent of all other things.  I continued in this frame, from early in the morning until about 10 o’clock, at which time the Reverend Mr. Peter Reynolds went to prayer in the family.

I had before this, so entirely given myself up to God, and resigned up everything into his hands, that I had, for a long time, felt myself quite alone in the world; so that the peace and calm of my mind, and my rest in God, as my only and all sufficient happiness, seemed sensibly above the reach of disturbance from anything but these two: (First) My own good name and fair reputation among men, and especially the esteem and just treatment of the people of this town; (Secondly) And more especially, the esteem, and love and kind treatment of my husband.  At times, indeed, I had seemed to be considerably elevated above the influence of even these things; yet I had not found my calm, and peace and rest in God so sensibly, fully and constantly, above the reach of disturbance from them, until now.

While Mr. Reynolds was at prayer in the family this morning, I felt an earnest desire that, in calling on God, he should say, Father, or that he should address the Almighty under that appellation: on which the thought turned in my mind – Why can I say, Father? – Can I now at this time, with the confidence of a child, and without the least misgiving of heart, call God my Father? – This brought to my mind, two lines of Mr. Ralph Erskine’s sonnet:

I see him lay his vengeance by,
And smile in Jesus’s face.

I was thus deeply sensible, that my sins did loudly call for vengeance; but I then by faith saw God “lay his vengeance by, and smile in Jesus’s face.”  It appeared to be real and certain that he did so.  I had not the least doubt, that he then sweetly smiled upon me, with the look of forgiveness and love, having laid aside all his displeasure towards me, for Jesus’s sake; which made me feel very weak, and somewhat faint.

In consequence of this, I felt a strong desire to be alone with God, to go to him, without having anyone to interrupt the silent and soft communion, which I earnestly desired between God and my own soul; and accordingly withdrew to my chamber.  It should have been mentioned that, before I retired, while Mr. Reynolds was praying, these words, in Romans 8:34, came into my mind, “Who is he that condemneth; It is Christ that died, yea rather that is risen again, who is even at the right hand of God, who also maketh intercession for us;” as well as the following words, “Who shall separate us from the love of Christ,” etc.; which I occasioned great sweetness and delight in my soul.  But when I was alone, the words came to my mind with far greater power and sweetness; upon which I took the Bible, and read the words to the end of the chapter, when they were impressed on my heart with vastly greater power and sweetness still.  They appeared to me with undoubted uncertainty from the love of God which was in Christ Jesus.  I cannot find language to express, how certain this appeared – the everlasting mountains and hills were but shadows to it.  My safety, and happiness, and eternal enjoyment of God’s immutable love, seemed as durable and unchangeable as God himself.  Melted and overcome by the sweetness of this assurance, I fell into a great flow of tears, and could not forbear weeping aloud.  It appeared certain to me that God was my father, and Christ my Lord and Savior, that he was mine and I his.  Under a delightful sense of the immediate presence and love of God, these words seemed to come over and over in my mind, “My God, my all; my God, my all.”  The presence of God was so near, and so real, that I seemed scarcely conscious of anything else.  God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ seemed as distinct persons, both manifesting their inconceivable loveliness, and mildness, and gentleness, and their great and immutable love to me.  I seemed to be taken under the care and charge of my God and Savior, in an inexpressibly endearing manner; and Christ appeared to me as a mighty savior, under the character of the lion of the tribe of Judah, taking my heart, with all its corruptions, under his care, and putting it at his feet.  In all things, which concerned me, I felt myself safe under the protection of the Father and the Savior; who appeared with supreme kindness to keep a record of everything that I did, and of everything that was done to me, purely for my good.

The peace and happiness, which I hereupon felt, was altogether inexpressible.  It seemed to be that which came from Heaven; to be eternal and unchangeable.  I seemed to be lifted above Earth and hell, out of the reach of everything here below, so that I could look on all the rage and enmity of men or devils, with a kind of holy indifference, and an undisturbed tranquility.  At the same time, I felt compassion and love for all mankind, and a deep abasement of soul, under a sense of my own unworthiness.  I thought of the ministers who were in the house, and felt willing to undergo any labor and self-denial, if they would but come to the help of the Lord.  I also felt myself more perfectly weaned from all things here below, then ever before.  The whole world, with all its enjoyments, and all its troubles, seemed to be nothing – my God was my all, my only portion.  No possible suffering appeared to be worth regarding: all persecutions and torments were a mere nothing.  I seemed to dwell on high, and the place of defense to be the munition of rocks.

After some time, the two evils mentioned above, as those which I should have been least able to bear, came to my mind – the ill treatment of the town, and the ill will of my husband; but now I was carried exceedingly above even such things as these, and I could feel that, if I were exposed to them both, they would seem comparatively nothing.  There was then a deep snow on the ground, and I could think of being driven from my home into the cold and snow, of being chased from the town with the utmost contempt and malice, and of being left to perish with the cold, as cast out by all the world, with perfect calmness and serenity.  It appeared to me, that it would not move me, or in the least disturb the inexpressible happiness and peace of my soul.  My mind seemed as much above all such things, as the sun is above the Earth.

I continued in a very sweet and lively sense of divine things, day and night, sleeping and waking, until Saturday, January 23.  On Saturday morning, I had a most solemn and deep impression on my mind of the eye of God as fixed upon me, to observe what improvement I made of those spiritual communications I had received from him; as well as of the respect shown Mr. Edwards, who had then been sent for to preach at Leicester.  I was sensible that I was sinful enough to bestow it on my pride, or on my sloth, which seemed exceedingly dreadful to me.  At night, my soul seemed to be filled with an inexpressibly sweet and pure love to God, and to the children of God; with a refreshing consolation and solace of soul, which made me willing to lie on the Earth, at the feet of the servants of God, to declare his gracious dealings with me, and breathe forth before them my love, and gratitude, and praise.

The next day, which was the Sabbath, I enjoyed a sweet, and lively and assured sense of God’s infinite grace, and favor and love to me, in taking me out of the depths of hell, and exalting me to the Heavenly glory, and the dignity of a royal priesthood.

On Monday night, Mr. Edwards, being gone that day to Leicester, I heard that Mr. Buell was coming to this town, and from what I had heard of him, and of his success, I had strong hopes that there would be great effects from his labors here.  At the same time, I had a deep and affecting impression, that the eye of God was ever upon my heart, and that it greatly concerned me to watch my heart, and see to it that I was perfectly resigned to God, with respect to the instruments he should make use of to revive religion in this town, and be entirely willing, if it was God’s pleasure, that he should make use of Mr. Buell; and also that other Christians should appear to excel me in Christian experience, and in the benefit they should derive from ministers.  I was conscious, that it would be exceedingly provoking to God if I should not be thus resigned, and earnestly endeavored to watch my heart, that no feelings of a contrary nature might arise; and was enabled, as I thought, to exercise full resignation, and acquiescence in God’s pleasure, as to these things.  I was sensible what great cause I had to bless God, for the use he had made of Mr. Edwards hitherto; but thought, if he never blessed his labors anymore, and should greatly bless the labors of other ministers, I could entirely acquiesce in his will.  It appeared to me meet and proper, that God should employ babes and sucklings to advance his kingdom.  When I thought of these things, it was my instinctive feeling to say, “Amen, Lord Jesus!  Amen, Lord Jesus!”  This seemed to be the sweet and instinctive language of my soul.

On Tuesday, I remained in a sweet and lively exercise of this resignation, and love to and rest in God, seeming to be in my heart from day-to-day, far above the reach of everything here below.  On Tuesday night, especially the latter part of it, I felt a great earnestness of soul and engagedness in seeking God for the town, that religion might now revive, and that God would bless Mr. Buell to that end.  God seemed to be very near to me while I was thus striving with him for these things, and I had a strong hope that what I sought of him would be granted.  There seemed naturally and unavoidably to arise in my mind an assurance, that now God would do great things for Northampton.

On Wednesday morning, I heard that Mr. Buell arrived the night before at Mr. Phelps’s, and that there seemed to be great tokens and effects of the presence of God there, which greatly encouraged, and rejoiced me.  About an hour and a half after, Mr. Buell came to our house, I sat still in entire resignedness to God, and willingness that God should bless his labors here as much as he pleased; though it were to the enlivening of every saint, and to the conversion of every sinner, in the town.  These feelings continued afterwards, when I saw his great success; as I never felt the least rising of heart to the contrary, but my submission was even and uniform, without interruption or disturbance.  I rejoiced when I saw the honor which God put upon him, and the respect paid him by the people, and the greater success attending his preaching, than had followed the preaching of Mr. Edwards immediately before he went to Leicester.  I found rest and rejoicing in it, and the sweet language of my soul continually was, “Amen, Lord Jesus!  Amen, Lord Jesus.”

At three o’clock in the afternoon, a lecture was preached by Mr. Buell.  In the latter part of the sermon, one or two appeared much moved, and after the blessing, when the people were going out, several others.  To my mind there was the clearest evidence, that God was present in the congregation, on the work of redeeming love; and in the clear view of this, I was all at once filled with such intense admiration of the wonderful condescension and grace of God, in returning again to Northampton, as overwhelmed my soul, and immediately took away my bodily strength.  This was accompanied with an earnest longing, that those of us, who were the children of God, might now arise and strive.  It appeared to me, that the angels in Heaven sung praises, for such wonderful, free, and sovereign grace, and my heart was lifted up in adoration and praise.  I continued to have clear views of the future world, of eternal happiness and misery, and my heart full of love to the souls of men.  On seeing some, that I found were in a natural condition, I felt a most tender compassion for them; but especially was I, while I remained in the meetinghouse, from time-to-time overcome, and my strength taken away, by the sight of one and another, whom I regarded as the children of God, and who, I had heard were lively and animated in religion.  We remained in the meetinghouse about three hours, after the public exercises were over.  During most of the time, my bodily strength was overcome; and the joy and thankfulness, which were excited in my mind, as I contemplated the great goodness of God, led me to converse with those who were near me, in a very earnest manner.

When I came home, I found Mr. Buell, Mr. Christophers, Mr. Hopkins, Mrs. Eleanor Dwight, the wife of Mr. Joseph Allen, and Mr. Job Strong, at the house.  Seeing and conversing with them on the divine goodness renewed my former feelings and filled me with an intense desire that we might all arise, and, with an active flowing and fervent heart, give glory to God.  The intenseness of my feelings again took away my bodily strength.  The words of one of Dr. Watt’s Hosannas powerfully affected me; and, in the course of the conversation, I uttered them, as the real language of my heart, with great earnestness and emotion.

Hosanna to King David’s Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne, etc.

And while I was uttering the words, my mind was so deeply impressed with the love of Christ, and a sense of his immediate presence, that I could with difficulty refrain from rising from my seat, and leaping for joy.  I continued to enjoy this intense, and lively and refreshing sense of divine things, accompanied with strong emotions, for nearly an hour; after which, I experienced a delightful calm, and peace and rest in God, until I retired for the night; and during the night, both waking and sleeping, I had joyful views of divine things, and a complacential rest of soul in God.  I awoke in the morning of Thursday, [January] 28th, in the same happy frame of mind, and engaged in the duties of my family with a sweet consciousness, that God was present with me, and with earnest longings of soul for the continuance, and increase, of the blessed fruits of the Holy Spirit in the town.  About nine o’clock, these desires became so exceedingly intense, when I saw numbers of the people coming into the house, with an appearance of deep interest in religion, that my bodily strength was much weakened, and it was with difficulty that I could pursue my ordinary avocations.  About 11 o’clock, as I accidentally went into the room where Mr. Buell was conversing with some of the people, I heard him say, “O that we, who are the children of God, should be cold and lifeless in religion!” and I felt such a sense of the deep ingratitude manifested by the children of God, in such coldness and deadness, that my strength was immediately taken away, and I sunk down on the spot.  Those who were near raised me, and placed me in a chair; and, from the fullness of my heart, I expressed to them, in a very earnest manner, the deep sense I had of the wonderful grace of Christ towards me, of the assurance I had of his having saved me from hell, of my happiness running parallel with eternity, of the duty of giving up all to God, and of the peace and joy inspired by an entire dependence on his mercy and grace.  Mr. Buell then read a melting hymn of Dr. Watts, concerning the loveliness of Christ, the enjoyments and employments of Heaven, and the Christian’s earnest desire of Heavenly things; and the truth and reality of the things mentioned in the hymn, made so strong an impression on my mind, and my soul was drawn so powerfully towards Christ and Heaven, that I leaped unconsciously from my chair.  I seemed to be drawn upwards, soul and body, from the Earth towards Heaven; and it appeared to me that I must naturally and necessarily ascend thither.  These feelings continued while the hymn was reading, and during the prayer of Mr. Christophers, which followed.  After the prayer, Mr. Buell read two other hymns, on the glories of Heaven, which moved me so exceedingly, and drew me so strongly Heavenward, that it seemed as it were to draw my body upwards, and I felt as if I must necessarily ascend thither.  At length, my strength failed me, and I sunk down; when they took me up and laid me on the bed, where I lay for a considerable time, faint with joy, while contemplating the glories of the Heavenly world.  After I had lain a while, I felt more perfectly subdued and weaned from the world, and more fully resigned to God, than I had ever been conscious of before.  I felt an entire indifference to the opinions, and representations and conduct of mankind respecting me; and a perfect willingness, that God should employ some other instrument than Mr. Edwards, in advancing the work of grace in Northampton.  I was entirely swallowed up in God, as my only portion, and his honor and glory was the object of my supreme desire and delight.  At the same time, I felt a far greater love to the children of God, than ever before.  I seemed to love them as my own soul; and when I saw them, my heart went out towards them, with an inexpressible endearedness and sweetness.  I beheld them by faith in their risen and glorified state, with spiritual bodies re-fashioned after the image of Christ’s glorious body, and arrayed in the beauty of Heaven.  The time when they would be so, appeared very near, and by faith it seemed as if it were present.  This was accompanied with a ravishing sense of the unspeakable joys of the upper world.  They appeared to my mind in all their reality and certainty, and as it were in actual and distinct vision; so plain and evident were they to the eye of my faith, I seemed to regard them as begun.  These anticipations were renewed over and over, while I lay on the bed, from twelve o’clock till four, being too much exhausted by emotions of joy, to rise and sit up; and during most of the time, my feelings prompted me to converse very earnestly, with one and another of the pious women, who were present, on those spiritual and Heavenly objects, of which I had so deep an impression.  A little while before I arose, Mr. Buell and the people went to meeting.

I continued in a sweet and lively sense of divine things, until I retired to rest.  That night, which was Thursday night, January 28, was the sweetest night I ever had in my life.  I never before, for so long a time together, enjoyed so much of the light, and rest, and sweetness of Heaven in my soul, but without the least agitation of body during the whole time.  The great part of the night I lay awake, sometimes asleep, and sometimes between sleeping and waking.  But all night I continued in a constant, clear, and lively sense of the Heavenly sweetness of Christ’s excellent and transcendent love, of his nearness to me, and of my dearness to him; with an inexpressibly sweet calmness of soul in an entire rest in him.  I seemed to myself to perceive a glow of divine love come down from the heart of Christ in Heaven, into my heart, in a constant stream, like a stream or pencil of sweet light.  At the same time, my heart and soul all flowed out in love to Christ; so that there seemed to be a constant flowing and reflowing of Heavenly and divine love, from Christ’s heart to mine; and I appeared to myself to float or swim, in these bright, sweet beams of the love of Christ, like the motes swimming in the beams of the sun, or the streams of his light which come in at the window.  My soul remained in a kind of Heavenly elysium.  So far as I am capable of making a comparison, I think that what I felt each minute, during the continuance of the whole time, was worth more than all the outward comfort and pleasure, which I had enjoyed in my whole life put together.  It was a pure delight, which fed and satisfied the soul.  It was pleasure, without the least sting, or any interruption.  It was a sweetness, which my soul was lost in.  It seemed to be all that my feeble frame could sustain, of that fullness of joy, which is felt by those, who behold the face of Christ, and share his love in the Heavenly world.  There was but little difference, whether I was asleep or awake, so deep was the impression made on my soul; but if there was any difference, the sweetness was greatest and most uninterrupted, while I was asleep.

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