>”One night shortly after his great deliverance, Hsi was alone in his room in prayer. The hour was late, and all around him silent. Though so young a Christian, only a few days converted, he had already perceived some glimmering of the great truth about the full indwelling of the Holy Ghost. In thought and prayer over the Word of God, he had learned that there is a baptism of the Spirit different from the regeneration of the soul at conversion. Already, in the hour of his helplessness and anguish, he had cast himself upon the power of the Holy Ghost, and been lifted out of his despair and carried into a new life of victory and rest. But this experience seems only to have convinced him that there were yet further possibilities open to faith. The story of Pentecost had raised his expectations, while it quickened his longings; and for this fuller baptism he prayed.
Alone in that midnight hour, as he waited upon God, with dim perception but sincere obedience and simple faith, the answer came. Heaven itself seemed opened over that little room as once again the promise was fulfilled, “I will pour…My Spirit upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground.” For there upon that untaught, newly-converted Chinese, so recently rescued from heathenism, opium-smoking, and sin was shed a wonderful outpouring of the Holy Ghost. Life, divine and more abundant; life that is joy, light, victory, and love, triumphing over self as well as sin, flooded his soul.
“Three times in the night,” reads the simple record, “the Holy Spirit descended, filling and overflowing my heart.”