To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-144 |
| Words | 375 |
It lies on the top of a fruitful hill,
at a small distance from the town; and commands the whole
view of a lovely country, east, west, north, and south; and it
is laid out with the finest taste imaginable. The ground I
took for a park I found was an orchard, tufted with fruit
trees and flowering-shrubs; and surrounded with a close,
shady walk. I spent another hour with the amiable family
this morning; and it was an hour I shall not soon forget:
But it will never return For one, if not more, of that lovely
company, are since removed to Abraham's bosom. In the
evening I preached to a large congregation at Newry; and
on Saturday morning returned to Dublin. I had now just finished Xenophon's Kupe IIzièsia ; some
parts of which I think are exceeding dull, particularly his
numerous speeches, and above all the tedious dialogue between
Cyrus and Cambyses. But what a beautiful picture does
he draw of Cyrus ! What an understanding ! and what
tempers' Did ever a Heathen come up to this? Not since
the world began. Few, exceeding few, even of the best
instructed Christians have attained so unblamable a character. July, 1778.] JOURNAL. 131
Sun. 28.--I am this day seventy-five years old; and I do
not find myself, blessed be God, any weaker than I was at
five-and-twenty. This also hath God wrought !-
All this week I visited as many as I could, and endeavoured
to confirm their love to each other; and I have not known
the society for many years so united as it is now. Sat. JULY 4.--A remarkable piece was put into my hands;
the “Life of Mr. Morsay:” And I saw no reason to alter
the judgment which I had formed of him forty years ago. He
was a man of uncommon understanding, and greatly devoted
to God. But he was a consummate enthusiast. Not the word
of God, but his own imaginations, which he took for divine
inspirations, were the sole rule both of his words and actions. Hence arose his marvellous instability, taking such huge strides
backwards and forwards; hence his frequent darkness of soul:
For when he departed from God’s word, God departed from
him.