To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-270 |
| Words | 390 |
Wed. 18.--Riding through the Borough, all my mare's feet
flew up, and she fell with my leg under her. A gentleman,
240 REv. J. wesLEY’s [Jan. 1766. stepping out, lifted me up, and helped me into his shop. I was
exceeding sick, but was presently relieved by a little hartshorn
and water. After resting a few minutes, I took a coach; but
when I was cold, found myself much worse; being bruised
on my right arm, my breast, my knee, leg, and ankle, which
swelled exceedingly. However, I went on to Shoreham;
where, by applying treacle twice a day, all the soreness was
removed, and I recovered some strength, so as to be able to
walk a little on plain ground. The word of God does at
length bear fruit here also, and Mr. P. is comforted over all
his trouble. Saturday, 21. Being not yet able to ride, I
returned in a chariot to London. Sun. 22.--I was ill able to go through the service at
West-Street; but God provided for this also. Mr. Greaves,
being just ordained, came straight to the chapel, and gave
me the assistance I wanted. Thur. 26.--I should have been glad of a few days’ rest,
but it could not be at this busy season. However, being
electrified morning and evening, my lameness mended,
though but slowly. Wed. JANUARY 1, 1766.--A large congregation met in the
Foundery at four o’clock, and ushered in the new year with the
voice of praise and thanksgiving. In the evening we met, as
usual, at the church in Spitalfields, to renew our covenant with
God. This is always a refreshing season, at which some
prisoners are set at liberty. Fri. 3.--Mr B called upon me, now calm and in his
right mind. God has repressed his furious, bitter zeal, by
means of Mr. Whitefield. He (Mr. Whitefield) made
the first breach among the Methodists: O that God may
empower him to heal it! Sun. 5.--In the evening I went to Lewisham. Thursday,
9. I read Bishop Lowth’s “Answer” to Bishop W. If any
thing human could be a cure for pride, surely such a medicine
as this would ! Mon. 13.--I went in the machine to Bury, and preached to
a small, serious congregation. Tuesday, 14. The frozen road
being exceeding rough, our machine broke down before day.