This is a little part from Frank Bartleman’s book. Azusa Street
By this time the spirit of intercession had so possessed me that I prayed almost day and night. I fasted much also, until my wife almost despaired of my life at time. The sorrows of my Lord had gripped me. I was in Gethsemane with Him. “The travail of His soul”(Isaiah 53:11) had fallen in measure on me. At times I feared that I might not live to realize the answer to my prayers and tears of revival. But He assured me sending more than one angel to strengthen me. I felt I was realizing a little of what Paul meant about “ filling the cup with His sufferings”.