To 1773
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1760-to-1773-475 |
| Words | 382 |
Finding I was among
stocks, I was obliged to strike with all my might; and I trust
God did strike some of the flinty hearts. Sat.10.--I returned to London, and had the melancholy
news of Mr. Whitefield’s death confirmed by his executors,
who desired me to preach his funeral sermon on Sunday,
the 18th. In order to write this, I retired to Lewisham on
Monday; and on Sunday following, went to the chapel in
Tottenham-Court-Road. An immense multitude was gathered
together from all corners of the town. I was at first afraid
that a great part of the congregation would not be able to
hear; but it pleased God so to strengthen my voice, that
even those at the door heard distinctly. It was an awful
season: All were still as night: Most appeared to be deeply
affected; and an impression was made on many, which one
would hope will not speedily be effaced. The time appointed for my beginning at the Tabernacle
was half-hour after five: But it was quite filled at three; so
I began at four. At first the noise was exceeding great; but
it ceased when I began to speak; and my voice was again so
strengthened that all who were within could hear, unless an
accidental noise hindered here or there for a few moments. O
that all may hear the voice of Him with whom are the issues
of life and death; and who so loudly, by this unexpected
stroke, calls all his children to love one another! Fri. 23.--Being desired by the Trustees of the Tabernacle
at Greenwich to preach Mr. Whitefield’s funeral sermon there,
I went over to-day for that purpose; but neither would this
House contain the congregation. Those who could not get in
made some noise at first; but in a little while all were silent. 422 REv. J. wesLEY’s [Jan. 1771. Here, likewise, I trust God has given a blow to that bigotry
which had prevailed for many years. Mon. DECEMBER 3.--I took a little journey into Kent. In the evening I preached at Chatham, in the new House,
which was sufficiently crowded with attentive hearers. Tues
day, 4. I preached at Canterbury. Wednesday, 5. We went
to Dover, where, with some difficulty, we climbed to the top
of Shakspeare’s Cliff.