To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-061 |
| Words | 393 |
Thur. 21.--At the earnest request of the prisoner, who was
to die next day, (and was very willing so to do; for, after
deep agony of soul, he had found peace with God,) I preached
at Newgate to him, and a crowded audience; many of whom
felt that God was there. Sunday, 24. I preached abroad in
the afternoon to a lovely congregation. Friday, 29, we
observed as a fast-day, meeting at five, nine, one, and in the
evening: And many found a strong hope, that God will yet
be entreated for a guilty land. Sun. October 1.--The weather favoured us again: I
preached once more abroad, and concluded at the point
where I begun, in opening and strongly applying those words,
“Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.”
56 REv. J. WESLEY’s [Oct. 1775. Mon. 2.--I set out early; and, preaching at the Devizes,
Sarum, Winchester, and Portsmouth in my way, on Friday,
6, in the afternoon I returned to London. Sun. 8.--I preached in Moorfields to a larger congregation
than usual. Strange that their curiosity should not be
satisfied yet, after hearing the same thing near forty years 1
Mon. 9.-I preached at Chesham, on the strait gate; and
all that heard seemed affected for the present. Tuesday, 10,
I went on to Wycomb, and was much refreshed by the earnest
attention of the whole congregation. Wednesday, 11. I took
a walk to Lord Shelburne's house. What variety, in so
small a compass! A beautiful grove, divided by a serpentine
walk, conceals the house from the town. At the side of this
runs a transparent river, with a smooth walk on each bank. Beyond this is a level lawn; then the house with sloping gardens
behind it. Above these is a lofty hill; near the top of which is
a lovely wood, having a grassy walk running along, just within
the skirts of it. But can the owner rejoice in this paradise? No; for his wife is snatched away in the bloom of youth ! Thur. 12.--About noon I preached at Watlington; and in
the evening at Oxford, in a large House formerly belonging to
the Presbyterians. But it was not large enough: Many could
not get in. Such a congregation I have not seen at Oxford,
either for seriousness, or number, for more than twenty years.