William W. Bennett, A narrative of the great revival which prevailed in the Southern armies during the late Civil War

“ [179] have never told it, have died on the battle-field looking to their Saviour. I know there are dreadful exhibitions of deliberate wickedness, but Satan ever delights in placing his abominations in the porch of God's temple. There is great occasion for earnest prayer in our behalf. Brethren, pray for us, that God may sanctify his dealings with us to the conversion of souls.”

Ministerial labor in the hospitals was a blessed work, and those who gave themselves to it greatly rejoiced in the success that attended their efforts. That saintly man, Rev. John. W. Miller, who has lately entered into rest, and whom many of our soldiers remember as post chaplain at Summerville, South Carolina, says of his work:

We have had some to die peacefully and happily. One poor fellow who had long been sick with typhoid fever died last week. When I questioned him about his preparation for death, his answer was scarcely articulate, but in his thick mutterings I could distinguish these blessed words of trust in the Saviour, ‘He will not let me perish.’

Upon asking another why he was not afraid to die, he said: ‘Because I am going home to heaven, through Christ.’ Another, a little while before he died, said: ‘ I love God.’

I find a number of them are members of the Church. Testaments are. greatly coveted, and you can scarcely walk through the wards at any time without seeing some of them engaged in reading the sacred Word. Divine service has been held several times for the convalescents-and we frequently assemble them for evening prayer.

“It was just after a battle, where hundreds of brave men had fallen,” writes another chaplain, “and where hundreds more were wounded, that a soldier came to my tent and said: ‘Chaplain, one of our boys is badly wounded, and wants to see you right away.’ Immediately ”