(An Account of the Scottish Revival in the Western Isles)
Duncan Campbell (1898-1972) was raised in the Highlands of Scotland. He came to know
God as a teenager and served congregations of the United Free Church (Presbyterian)
and as an itinerant evangelist. In addition to his involvement in the Lewis Awakening,
he was much in demand as a speaker throughout the British Isles.
This article is adapted from a taped message delivered by Mr. Duncan Campbell approximately
thirty years ago to the students of the Faith Mission Bible College in Edinburgh,
Scotland. It chronicles some of Mr. Campbell's experiences and insights related to
the revival from 1949-1953 in Hebrides Islands off the north-western coast of Scotland.
Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains
might flow down at thy presence. As when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth
the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations
may tremble at thy presence! When thou didst terrible things which we looked not
for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence. Isaiah 64:1-3
I never read that third verse without my mind going back to what actually happened
in the parish of Barvas on the island of Lewis. At the outset, let me make it clear
that I did not bring revival to the Hebrides. I had the privilege of being there
and in some small way leading the movement for about three years but God moved in
the parish of Barvas before I set foot on the island. Revival is still a sign which
is spoken against, and you cannot believe every story you have heard about the Lewis
Awakening. Down through the years things have been said which have no foundation
in fact, however, facts are powerful things.
First, let me tell you what I mean by revival. An evangelistic campaign or special
meeting is not revival. In a successful evangelistic campaign or crusade, there will
be hundreds or even thousands of people making decisions for Jesus Christ, but the
community remains untouched, and the churches continue much the same as before the
outreach. In revival, God moves in the district. Suddenly, the community becomes
God conscious. The Spirit of God grips men and women in such a way that even work
is given up as people give themselves to waiting upon God. In the midst of the Lewis
Awakening, the parish minister at Barvas wrote, "The Spirit of the Lord was resting
wonderfully on the different townships of the region. His Presence was in the homes
of the people, on meadow and moorland, and even on the public roads." This presence
of God is the supreme characteristic of a God-sent revival. Of the hundreds who found
Jesus Christ during this time fully seventy-five per cent were saved before they
came near a meeting or heard a sermon by myself or any other ministers in the parish.
The power of God, the Spirit of God, was moving in operation, and the fear of God
gripped the souls of men - this is God-sent revival as distinct from special efforts
in the field of evangelism.
A Foundation of Intercession and Vision
How did this gracious movement begin? In 1949, the local presbytery issued a proclamation
to be read on a certain Sunday in all the Free Churches on the island of Lewis. This
proclamation called the people to consider the "low state of vital religion . . .
throughout the land . . . and the present dispensation of Divine displeasure . .
. due to growing carelessness toward public worship . . . and the growing influence
of the spirit of pleasure which has taken growing hold of the younger generation."
They called on the churches to "take these matters to heart and to make serious inquiry
what must be the end if there be no repentance. We call upon every individual as
before God to examine his or her life in light of that responsibility which attends
to us all and that happily in divine mercy we may be visited with a spirit of repentance
and turn again to the Lord whom we have so grieved." I am not prepared to say what
effect the reading of this declaration had upon the ministers or people of the island
in general, but I do know that in the parish of Barvas a number of men and women
took it to heart, especially two old women. I am ashamed to think of it - two sisters,
one eighty-two and one eight-four, the latter blind. These two women developed a
great heart concern for God to do something in the parish and gave themselves to
waiting upon God in their little cottage.
One night God gave one of the sisters a vision. Now, we have got to understand that
in revival remarkable things happen. It is supernatural; you are not moving on human
levels; you are moving in divine places. In the vision, she saw the churches crowded
with young people and she told her sister, "I believe revival is coming to the parish."
At that time, there was not a single young person attending public worship, a fact
which cannot be disputed. Sending for the minister, she told him her story, and he
took her message as a word from God to his heart. Turning to her he said, "What do
you think we should do?" What?" she said, "Give yourself to prayer; give yourself
to waiting upon God. Get your elders and deacons together and spend at least two
nights a week waiting upon God in prayer. If you will do that at your end of the
parish, my sister and I will do it at our end of the parish from ten o'clock at night
until two or three o'clock in the morning." So, the minister called his leaders together
and for several months they waited upon God in a barn among the straw. During this
time they plead one promise, "For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and
floods upon dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon
thine offspring" (Isaiah 44:3). This went on for at least three months. Nothing happened.
But one night a young deacon rose and began reading from Psalm 24, "Who shall ascend
into the hill of the Lord? Or who shall stand in his holy place? He that hath clean
hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully.
He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousness from the God of his
salvation" (Psalm 24:3-5). Closing his Bible, he addressed the minister and other
office bearers in words that sound crude in English, but not so crude in our Gaelic
language, "It seems to me so much humbug. To be waiting as we are waiting, to be
praying as we are praying, when we ourselves are not rightly related to God." Then,
he lifted his hands toward heaven and prayed, "O God, are my hands clean? Is my heart
pure?" Then, he went to his knees and fell into a trance. Now, don't ask me to explain
the physical manifestations of this movement because I can't, but this I do know,
that something happened in the barn at that moment in that young deacon. There was
a power loosed that shook the heavens and an awareness of God gripped those gathered
Breakthrough in Barvas
Now, I wasn't in the island at the time. I was in another area when word came asking
me to come to Lewis for ten days. I had other meetings scheduled and wrote back that
I would put Barvas on my calendar for the following year. However, do to circumstances
I won't go into, my other meetings were cancelled, and I found it possible to go
to the islands as requested. Arriving by boat, I was met by the minister of the church
and one of his office bearers. As I stepped ashore, the office bearer came to me
and said, "Mr. Campbell, may I ask you a question? Are you walking with God?" I was
happy to be able to respond, "I can say this at any rate, I fear God."
They had arranged for me to address the church at a short meeting beginning at nine
o'clock that night. It was a remarkable meeting. God sovereignly moved, and there
was an awareness of God which was wonderful. The meeting lasted until four o'clock
in the morning, and I had not witnessed anything to compare with it at any other
time during my ministry. Around midnight, a group of young people left a dance and
crowded into the church. There were people who couldn't go to sleep because they
were so gripped by God. Although there was an awareness of God and a spirit of conviction
at this initial meeting, the real breakthrough came a few days later on Sunday night
in the parish church. The church was full, and the Spirit of God was moving in such
a way that I couldn't preach. I just stood still and gazed upon the wondrous moving
of God. Men and women were crying out to God for mercy all over the church. There
was no appeal made whatsoever. After meeting for over three hours, I pronounced the
benediction and told the people to go out, but mentioned that any who wanted to continue
the meeting could come back later. A young deacon came to me and said, "Mr. Campbell,
God is hovering over us." About that time the clerk of the session asked me to come
to the back door. There was a crowd of at least 600 people gathered in the yard outside
the church... Someone gave out Psalm 102 and the crowd streamed back in to the church
which could no longer hold the number of people. A young school teacher came down
front crying out, "O God, is there nothing left for me?" She is a missionary in Nigeria
today. There was a bus load of people coming to the meeting from sixty miles away.
The power of God came into the bus so that some could not even enter the church when
the bus arrived. People were swooning all over the church, and I cannot remember
one single person who was moved on by God that night who was not gloriously born
again. When I went out of the church at four o'clock in the morning there were a
great number of people praying alongside the road. In addition to the school teacher,
several of those born again that night are in foreign mission work today.
In Church, Meadow, and Moorland
From Barvas, the move of God spread to the neighbouring districts. I received a message
that a nearby church was crowded at one o'clock in the morning and wanted me to come.
When I arrived, the church was full and there were crowds outside. Coming out of
the church two hours later, I found a group of 300 people, unable to get into the
church, praying in a nearby field. One old woman complained about the noise of the
meetings because she could not get to sleep. A deacon grabbed her and shook her,
saying, "Woman, you have been asleep long enough!"
There was one area of the islands which wanted me to come but I didn't feel any leading
to accept the invitation. The blind sister encouraged me to go and told me, "If you
were living as near to God as you ought to be, He would reveal His secrets to you."
I agreed to spend a morning in prayer with her in the cottage. As we prayed, the
sister said, "Lord, you remember what you told me today that you were going to save
seven men in this church. I just gave your message to Mr. Campbell and please give
him wisdom because he badly needs it." She told me if I would go to the village,
God would provide a congregation. I agreed to go, and when I arrived at seven o'clock,
there were approximately 400 people at the church. The people could not tell what
it was that had brought them; it had been directed by the Spirit of God. I spoke
for a few minutes on the text "And the times of this ignorance God winked at; but
now commandeth all men everywhere to repent' (Acts 17:30). One of the ministers stopped
me and said, "Come see this." At one end of the meeting house, the most notorious
characters in the community were on their faces crying out to God.
On a trip to a neighbouring island I found the people were very cold and stiff. Calling
for some men to come over and pray, I particular requested that a young man named
Donald accompany them. Donald, who was seventeen years old, had been recently saved
and baptized in the Holy Spirit about two weeks later on a hillside. As we were in
the church that night, Donald was sitting toward the front with tears falling off
his face onto the floor. I knew Donald was in touch with God in a way that I was
not. So I stopped preaching and asked him to pray. Donald rose to his feet and prayed,
"I seem to be gazing into an open door and see the Lamb in the midst of the throne
and the keys of death and hell on his waist." Then he stopped and began to sob. After
he composed himself, he lifted his eyes toward heaven, raised his hands, and said,
"God, there is power there. Let it loose!" And at that moment the power of God fell
upon the congregation. On one side of the room, the people threw up their hands,
put their heads back and kept them in that position for two hours. It is hard to
do this for ten minutes, much less two hours. On the other side, the people were
slumped over, crying out for mercy. In a village five miles away, the power of God
swept through the town and there was hardly a house in that village that didn't have
someone saved in it that night.
In one area of the district there was bitter opposition to the movement because I
preached the baptism of the Holy Ghost as a separate and distinct occurrence following
conversion. Those who opposed me were so successful in their opposition that very
few people came to the meetings. One night, the session clerk came to me and said,
"There is only one thing we can do to the correct the situation which now prevails.
We must give ourselves to waiting upon God in prayer. I have been told there is a
farmer who said we could meet in his home. He is not a Christian and his wife isn't
saved, but they are God-fearing people." About thirty of us, ministers and elders
from the district, met in this farmer's house. I felt the going very, very hard.
I prayed. All the ministers prayed. One felt that the very powers of hell were unleashed.
About midnight I turned to one of the elders and told him I thought the time had
come for him to lay hold of God. This man rose to his feet and prayed for about half
an hour. (Of course, you must remember that we were in revival, and in revival time
doesn't exist. Nobody was looking at the clock.) The man paused, lifted his hand
toward heaven and said, "God, did You know that your honour is a stake? You gave
the promise that You would pour water on the thirsty and floods upon the dry ground,
and You are not doing it." I wonder how many of us could approach God with words
like that on our lips? Then he said, "There are five ministers in this meeting, including
Mr. Campbell, and I don't know where a one of them stands in Your Presence. But if
I know anything about my own heart, I think I can say that I am thirsty for a manifestation
of Your power." He paused again, then cried out in aloud voice, "God, Your honour
is at stake and I now challenge You to pour water on the thirsty and floods upon
the dry ground." And in that moment the stone-built house literally shook like a
leaf. I immediately went to the Acts of the Apostles where it is recorded that they
prayed and the place where they were assembled was shaken. As soon as this dear man
stopped praying, I pronounced the benediction a little after two o'clock in the morning
and went out to find the whole village ablaze with God. I went into one house and
found nine women on their knees in the kitchen crying out to God. One woman saved
that night has written some of the finest Gaelic hymns in our Gaelic hymnal. On the
following Sunday, the road was black with the people walking two miles to the church.
The drinking house in that particular village closed that night and has never reopened
since. This is God at work. A God-sent revival is always a revival of holiness.
It takes the supernatural to break the bonds of the natural. You can make a community
mission-conscious. You can make a community crusade-conscious. But only God can make
a community God-conscious. Just think about what would happen if God came to any
community in power. I believe that day is coming. May God prepare us all for it.
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