by Paul Davis

Smith Wigglesworth got to a point in his walk with God where he said, "I cannot rest any longer, I must have these tongues." A woman in the faith replied, "Brother Wigglesworth, it is not the tongues you need but the Baptism. If you will allow God to baptize you, the other will be alright." When she rose up and laid her hands on Smith, the fire of God fell. Wigglesworth cried out, "The fire's falling." Wigglesworth said of the experience:

"Then I saw that God had purified me. It seemed that God gave me a new vision, and I saw a perfect being within me with mouth open, saying, 'Clean! Clean! Clean!' When I began to repeat it I found myself speaking in other tongues. The joy was so great...