D.L. Moody paid nine visits to the Civil War battlefront. One evening past midnight, he was called to visit a dying soldier. “He said, ‘I wish you to help me to die.’ ‘I would help you if I could,’ replied Moody. ‘I would take you on my shoulders and carry you into the kingdom if I could, but I can’t. But I can tell you of One who can.’ And I told him of Christ being willing to save him; how He left heaven and came into the world to seek and save the lost. I quoted promise after promise, but all was dark. It seemed the shades of eternal death were gathering round his soul. At last I thought of John 3, and read it to him. When I came to ‘As Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life’ he cried, ‘Stop, sir. Is that there?’ A smile spread across his face. ‘That is enough,’ he said. ‘Thank God for that. That’s all I want.’ And within three hours he rode away on one of the Savior’s chariots.

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