5 ¶ Then said I, Woe is me! for I am ^aundone; because I am a man of ^bunclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have ^cseen the ^dKing, the Lord of hosts.

  4 And he ^afell to the earth, and heard a voice saying unto him, ^bSaul, Saul, why persecutest thou me?

  20 He again forbade me to join with any of them; and many other things did he say unto me, which I cannot write at this time. When I came to myself again, I found myself ^alying on my back, looking up into heaven. When the light had departed, I had no strength; but soon recovering in some degree, I went home. And as I leaned up to the fireplace, ^bmother inquired what the matter was. I replied, “Never mind, all is well—I am well enough off.” I then said to my mother, “I have learned for myself that Presbyterianism is not true.” It seems as though the ^cadversary was aware, at a very early period of my life, that I was destined to prove a disturber and an annoyer of his kingdom; else why should the powers of darkness combine against me? Why the ^dopposition and persecution that arose against me, almost in my infancy?