The Departed Lord

From the opening paragraph:

After preaching a sermon on The Judgment at Steelton, Pa., one night, I gave the altar call, earnestly exhorting the people to yield themselves to God, and before I was through a woman hastened up the aisle and threw herself down at the altar and cried, "O God, give me one more chance." She evidently realized in that meeting at that time the Spirit was dealing with her for the last time. I have a very deep conviction that in every revival series of meetings where the presence of the Spirit is so marked, and He is rejected, there are souls that cross the dead line, and their doom is irreversibly sealed. At Andersonville prison, in Georgia, during the Civil War, there was a Confederate prison in which were confined some twenty thousand Union soldiers. Sherman was making his march to the sea, and every man who could be spared was called upon to resist him and his army, until there were but few to do guard duty at the prison, and there was fear that the prisoners might make a break for liberty. In order to hold them a line was drawn inside the prison, and some yards from the stockade, and the prisoners were informed that any man coming to that line would be instantly shot, and because some men were killed there it was called the dead line. I believe there is a "dead line" in every life.

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The Table of Contents follow:

Chapter 1: THE DEPARTED LORD

Chapter 2: MASTERS OF CIRCUMSTANCES

Chapter 3: GATHER NOT MY SOUL WITH SINNERS

Chapter 4: ACCORDING TO WORKS

Chapter 5: THUS SAITH THE LORD

Chapter 6: PRACTICAL REGENERATION

Chapter 7: HAVING NO HOPE

Chapter 8: PURITY AND POWER

Chapter 9: BE YE READY

Chapter 10: WRATH REVEALED

Chapter 11: LYING TO GOD

Chapter 12: THE SECOND DEATH

Chapter 13: DWELL DEEP

Chapter 14: HELL A PLACE AND A STATE

Chapter 15: AFTER THIS

Chapter 16: THREE WONDERFUL DAYS

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About the author:

A Union soldier and POW of the Confederacy in the Civil War, and then a preacher for many years following that, George Brubaker Kulp has seen a lot, and thankfully, he was a prolific writer whose works continue to challenge many years after his death.