I am the fool, and must be the sufferer, if it be not of God. Joanna Southcott foolgodsufferer Change image and share on social
I shall now proceed to my own experience, which hath truly convinced me, the Lord is awakened as one out of sleep; and the voice of the Lord will shake terribly the earth. Joanna Southcott awakenconvinceearth Change image and share on social
In 1795, I sent him another letter, telling him, that danger still stood before us, and that the truth of what I had written in 1792 was to be proved by 12 men. Joanna Southcott dangerletterman Change image and share on social
Another night I dreamed I heard heavenly music sounding in my ears, and a flock of sheep was gathering round it. When the music ceased, the sheep leaped for joy, and ran together, shaking their heads; and one shook his head almost off, and seemed to have nothing but ears. Joanna Southcott ceasedreamear share on social
In this manner, I continued with Satan for ten days. His answer and blasphemy were too shocking to pen; till I was worn out with rage and malice against him, I could not bear myself. Joanna Southcott answerbearblasphemy Change image and share on social
New-Year's Day arriving, and the ministers, to whom I wrote, remaining silent, I consider their silence as evidence, that they cannot prove what I said not to be from the Lord, and have therefore published as I was directed. Joanna Southcott arrivedaydirect share on social
The next summer, 1794, corn grew dear, and distress began in our land. Joanna Southcott begincorndear Change image and share on social
If they can prove that I am wrong by that time, I will give it up to their wisdom, but not after to any one's judgment, till I see the end of another year; for the Lord will begin with a new century; and I will see what he will do, before I will hearken to any man's judgment. Joanna Southcott begincenturyend share on social
At the end of 1795 and beginning of 1796, I was ordered to write to the Church ministers. Joanna Southcott beginchurchend Change image and share on social
In 1792, my Sister told me, I was growing out of my senses. Joanna Southcott growsensesister Change image and share on social
