Brother Masters and I were holding meeting in Hereford, Minnesota. Brother
Masters was doing most of the preaching, and I was exhorting and giving the
invitations. One evening after he finished preaching, I dismissed the
meeting immediately. As we were going to our room between eleven and
twelve, he asked, "Why did you not give the altar call tonight?" Then he
added, "You did right, but what was the reason?" I answered, "Too much
Masters." He replied, "The Lord help me!" and on his knees he went. He
stayed there until between three and four o'clock in the morning. The next
night I did not need to give an altar call, for the people flocked to the
altar of their own accord.
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