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10 years old when he was saved and came to know new life in Jesus.

A summer evening in 1929, I came in from playing and wondered what had hit our house The next door neighbour stood in our kitchen, my mother and father gazing at him in astonishment. He kept the village grocer’s shop, was the village undertaker and carpenter, he also ran the village taxi, and in his spare time, he was the chimney sweep. But on this occasion he had adopted a far more important role. He waved his arms like a Dutch windmill and kept repeating come and get what I’ve got its Wonderful. He told my father, “Come and get what I’ve got its wonderful, you get what I’ve got and you won’t want to go to public houses any more, you won’t want to go to football matches any more.” Then to my mother, “You come and get what I’ve got and you won’t want to go to cinemas and theatres any more” And after repeating come and get what I’ve got, its wonderful about fifty more times, out he went.

I have attended sessions on personal evangelism by the hour, read loads of books on the subject. According to these, Albert Jones did not do a thing right. But we cannot be too hard on him, he had not been saved an hour. He attended an evangelistic crusade in the local Pentecostal church. He had accepted the Lord Jesus as His Saviour. He did not know really what had happened to him, but he knew it was something wonderful and he was bursting to tell about it and to share this wonderful experience. He may not have done things according to the books or lectures, but that simple testimony was the means of my mother, myself, my father, sister and brother coming to know the Lord.

My mother was the first to be saved and I started to go with her to the Pentecostal church. I was one of the “Goodie Goodies”. I read my Bible every day, and regularly attended the church. I did not act or speak as some of the boys in my school class did. I prayed for God to save souls, not realising that I needed salvation as much as any one. I actually quoted Scripture, Jesus said, “ I came not to call the righteous but sinners, and, they that are whole need not Physician, but they that are sick”. I felt I was righteous, I was whole. Then a memorable Saturday night, the great evangelist, George Jeffries was holding a crusade in Swansea. There were two thousand people in the Grand theatre, the preacher ignored one thousand nine hundred and ninety nine and preached at me. By the end of the meeting, I did not feel very righteous or whole, but though many came to accept the Lord Jesus that night, I was not one of them. Tuesday night was prayer meeting in our little church. The pastor on Sunday asked if I would play the organ for the service as the regular organist was away. I said that I would play if I could choose my own hymns. I did not bother if the hymns were suitable for a prayer meeting, Gospel service, baptismal or any other service, I chose ones with not too many sharps and flats and demi or semi quavers.

I gave my list to the pastor and the meeting proceeded. At the time of the closing hymn, I was on the organ stool, hymnbook open at the page, enjoying a boyish delight that I knew the closing hymn. The pastor was turning over the pages of his hymnbook. Then suddenly, prompted by the Holy Spirit, he looked down at me and said, “Would you like to be saved to night”. I have thanked God a million times and more that I said, “Yes”. The pastor said a little prayer; I repeated it after him. That night it was done! I was saved, the greatest night of my life!

He then announced the hymn that I had inadvertently chosen, it was :-

O happy day, that fixed my choice, On Thee, my Saviour and My God!

Well may this glowing heart rejoice. And tell its raptures all abroad.

Happy day, happy day. When Jesus washed my sins away!

He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every day.

Happy day, happy day. When Jesus washed my sins away.

And it has been a happy day ever since.

I have been a minister of Assemblies of God for sixty two years. I have had pastorates in Nottingham, Edinburgh, Chesterfield, Coventry and Manchester. I have been privileged to serve on many of the Movements committees notably the Executive Council of Assemblies of God.

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