The Praise Cure
by Dr. Lilian B.Yeomans, M.D.
As we being to imagine happiness and prepare for the upcoming course on the Power of Your Imagination, I can’t help but share again this other very powerful story about the power of Praise, which bring happiness and healing.
Many years ago I read a book called Healing from Heaven by Dr. Lilian Yeomans. In Chapter 2 of this book, Dr. Yeomans describes the following Praise Cure. The book was written in 1935, so I am not certain she actually delivered this speech herself or it was merely read at Southern Cross College in 2003. The wording is exactly the wording in the book.
Learning about the Praise Cure and the story following had been a great treasure to me. I love to share it in my Fabufit Classes.
“The cure which I am going to speak to-night is the only sure cure. It is the most expensive cure ever known, but the price was paid by another, for it was purchased “not with corruptible things, such as silver and gold . . . but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.” (1 Peter 1: 19.) So the poorest may enjoy its fullest benefits. I call it the Praise Cure, because it is most readily applied by simply singing yourself into it. “Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: be thankful unto Him, and bless His name.” (Psalm 100: 4.)
You can sing yourself and shout yourself into and through things that you can’t get into or through by any other way.
There was an old man, a Presbyterian elder, who was terribly opposed to anybody making a noise over religion. He thought religion should be like the newest style of typewriters, absolutely noiseless, and with a guarantee to that effect. He had one daughter, however, a most saintly girl, who had so much glory in her soul that she occasionally boiled over. He labored over her to no effect, for it seemed as though
she could not help it, though she hated to grieve her old daddy. At last one day the old man came to the end of his well-spent life and, as he felt himself entering the valley of the shadow of death, he had a glimpse of the glory that is to be revealed and, to the amazement of all his family, he gave one shout of great joy and cried to his shouting girl, “Come along, Susan, and help me to shout my way through, clear home to glory.” And that is exactly what she did, though the tears were streaming down her face in the meanwhile.
We can stand on God’s Word for salvation and healing after we have met God’s conditions and have grounded every weapon of rebellion, and can praise our way through to perfect, manifested victory. This I call the Praise Cure; and it never fails when the praise is the outflow of a heart resting on God’s unchanging love. Years ago a missionary from China was at Beulah Heights, who had a most wonderful healing from smallpox, while on the field by the application of the Praise Cure.
Though she had not been vaccinated, she fearlessly helped a sister missionary, who had the disease, standing on God’s promise that no plague should come nigh her dwelling, when a very bad case of confluent small-px (that was what it looked like to the doctors) came on her. She did not know what to do, so she asked the Lord, and He told her to sing and praise Him for His faithfulness to His Word. Others took her and shut her up and told her to be quiet, but she said if she didn’t praise God the very stones would cry out. So she sang and sang, and praised and praised.
The doctor said he feared for her life–that the case was infectious, and awful complications were threatening; but she praised and praised, and sang and sang. He said she was evidently delirious but they had so little help that he couldn’t restrain her, and she sang and sang, and praised and praised. They told her that if by any chance she recovered she would be disfigured for life; and she sang and praised louder than ever. They asked: ‘Why do you praise so much?” And she answered, “because I have so many pocks on me, God shows me I must praise Him for each one separately.” And she kept right at it. “The Lord had shown her a vision of two baskets, one containing her praising, half full, and the other one, in which was her testing. He told her that the praise basket must be filled so that it would out- balance the others, so she kept at it.
Her songs and shouts were so Spirit-filled that they were contagious, and the nurses, who were Christians, couldn’t resist joining in them; so they kept the place ringing. At last the Lord showed her that the Praise basket was full and overflowing. She saw it sink, and the testing basket rise in the air; and in a moment, as it seemed, the eruption and all attending symptoms vanished, leaving no trace in the way of so much as a single scar.
Yes, the Praise Cure works every time. It is not unpleasant; rather, it is delightful. The cost of it has been met for us by another, and it is available this moment to each and every one of us.
Are you ready to begin it? The last clause of the 8th verse of the 1st chapter of the 1st epistle of Peter tells us exactly how to begin. Listen, “BELIEVING, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory.”
Just believe what God says about what Jesus has done for you, body, soul and spirit; think about it, talk about it, sing about it, shout about it, and the Praise Cure has begun. You are not to take it once a year, but all the time. “I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.” (Ps. 31: 1.) The Psalms—the Book of Praise inspired by the Holy Ghost, which has been used by the people of God in all ages, which Jesus Himself used—are full of this Praise Cure. Just observe the first verses of the 103rd Psalm:— “Bless the Lord oh my soul and all that is within me, bless His holy name. Who forgives all our iniquity and heals all our diseases.”
The Power of Your Imagination Teleconference Course begins
Monday night, October 5th, 8:30PM Central. How healthy could you really be? How happy could you really be? What can you imagine?