To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-252 |
| Words | 395 |
I stand amazed ! Have landlords no common
sense, (whether they have common humanity or no,) that
they will suffer such tenants as these to be starved away from
them? In the evening I preached at Newmarket, to a larger
congregation of Papists as well as Protestants, both in the
evening and morning, than I remember to have seen there
before. For the present, many were full of good resolutions;
and “why should ye revolt any more?”
Sunday, 16, was a Sabbath indeed. Both in the morning
and afternoon many were filled with consolation. Few were
absent at five, Monday, 17, when I cheerfully commended
them to the grace of God. Two or three of them were desirous to bear me company for
a day’s journey. Before noon we were met by a violent shower,
which drove us into a little cabin, where were a company of
children, with their mother, grandmother, and great-grand
June, 1765.] JOURNAL. 225
mother. They seemed much frighted; but one of our com
pany, who spoke Irish, soon took away their fears. We then
sang a hymn, and went to prayer. They gaped and stared
abundantly; and when we went away, after giving them a
small piece of money, followed us with a thousand blessings. At seven I preached in the market-house at Kilfinnan. Well
nigh all the town, Irish, English, and Germans, Protestants
and Papists, presently gathered together. At first, most of the
Papists stood aloof, and so did several of the genteeler people;
but by degrees they drew in and mixed with the congregation;
and I believe all of them felt that God was there. When I went to my lodging, they crowded after me, so
that the house was quickly filled. I exhorted and prayed
again, till I found it was full time both for them and me to
go to rest.1. To-day I received from Prudence Nixon herself the strange
account of her late husband:--In November last, on a
Sunday evening, he was uncommonly fervent in prayer, and
found such a desire as he never had before, “to depart, and
to be with Christ.” In the night she awaked, and found him
quite stiff, and without either sense or motion. Supposing
him to be either dying or dead, she broke out into a vehement
agony of prayer, and cried for half an hour together, “Lord
Jesus!