To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-330 |
| Words | 378 |
She said, ‘Sir, I have
it now ! I have it now I and more abundantly. My soul
is so full of love, that my body is almost overpowered. It
will be but a little while, and we shall meet in glory.’
“Mon. 9. I visited her again, and found her singing as well
as her weak body would permit. I asked, ‘Are you as happy
now, as when I saw you last?” She said, ‘Yes, I am; I have
not the shadow of a doubt. I had many conflicts with a wicked
heart; but those are all over now; the Lord has finished his
work. She conversed now like one on Pisgah’s top, in sight of
292 REv. J. wesi.EY’s [July, 1767. the new Jerusalem; often saying, “My work is begun, which
shall never end; I shall praise him to all eternity.’
“She was asked, ‘Can you wait the Lord’s leisure to
release you?” She said, ‘Yes, yes; as long as he pleases. My pain is gone; this also he has done for me; and why
should I not wait patiently?’ But it was not long before
her pains returned with redoubled violence; and sometimes
a groan was extorted from her; but not the least complaint. Yea, she often broke out in a rapture of love, crying, ‘I
cannot express the happiness I feel,’
“Fri. 13. After dozing a little, she awaked in a transport,
saying, ‘O! you cannot conceive the joy I feel. You know
but in part; but when that which is perfect is come, you shall
know even as you are known.” She spoke with regard to some
glorious views which she then had of her dear Redeemer. “During her last pains, which were the sharpest of all, the
devil made his last effort. She was in a violent struggle about
half an hour. Then she stretched out her hands, and said,
“Glory to Jesus! O love Jesus! love Jesus! He is a
glorious Jesus ! He has now made me fit for himself! When
the harvest is ripe, the sickle is put in.” She asked for a
little wine-and-water; but she could not swallow it. She
said, ‘I have long been drinking wine-and-water here; now I
shall drink wine in my Father's kingdom.