To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-383 |
| Words | 359 |
Here
abundance of people flocked together, and willingly “suffered
the word of exhortation.” Indeed, a more quiet, humane,
courteous people, I have scarce ever seen. But I fear, they
were surfeited with preaching before we set foot in the town. Sat. 6.--I went to Pembroke. We were here several times
before we had any place in Haverfordwest. But we have
reason to fear lest the first become last. Sunday, 7. I took
a good deal of pains to compose the little misunderstandings
which have much obstructed the work of God. At ten I
* What is it to me 2
Aug. 1768.] JOURNAL. 339
read Prayers, preached, and administered the sacrament to a
serious congregation at St. Daniel's; and the next morning
left the people full of good desires, and in tolerable good
humour with each other. Mon. 8.--I rode to Llanelly, and preached to a small,
earnest company, on, “Ye are saved through faith.” Thence
we found a kind of a way to Oxwych, where I pressed the one
thing needful, on a plain, simple people, right willing to hear,
with great enlargement of heart. Tues. 9.--I took a full view of the castle, situate on the top
of a steep hill, and commanding a various and extensive
prospect, both by sea and land. The building itself is far
the loftiest which I have seen in Wales. What a taste had
they who removed from hence, to bury themselves in the
hole at Margam ! When we came to Neath, I was a little surprised to hear I
was to preach in the church; of which the Churchwardens had
the disposal, the Minister being just dead. I began reading
Prayers at six, but was greatly disgusted at the manner of
singing. 1. Twelve or fourteen persons kept it to themselves,
and quite shut out the congregation: 2. These repeated the
same words, contrary to all sense and reason, six or eight or
ten times over: 3. According to the shocking custom of
modern music, different persons sung different words at one
and the same moment; an intolerable insult on common
sense, and utterly incompatible with any devotion. Wed.