Wesley Corpus

How ever, I thought it might not be amiss, before this was done, to make one trial myself. But I found it impracticable to preach abroad, the wind being so exceeding sharp. I went therefore into a large building, formerly used by the Presby terians. It was quickly filled, and more than filled, many being obliged to stand without. Yet there was no breath of moise; the whole congregation seemed to be “all but their attention dead.” We had prayed before, that God would give us a quiet time, and he granted us our request. Immediately after, a strange scene occurred. I was desired to visit one who had been eminently pious, but had now been confined to her bed for several months, and was utterly unable to raise herself up. She desired us to pray, that the chain might be broken. A few of us prayed in faith. Presently she rose up, dressed herself, came down stairs, and I believe had not any farther complaint. In the evening I preached at High-Wycomb, and on Saturday returned to London. Mon. 19.-About noon I reached Mr. Fary’s near Little Brickhill. I designed to preach in the House; but the number of people obliged me to preach abroad, in spite of the keen east winds. Tuesday, 20. I preached about noon at Hanslip, and in the evening at Moreton, near Buckingham. Wednesday, 21. 1 preached about noon at Silston, (properly Silverstone,) and then walked with a company of our friends to Whittlebury. This is the flower of all our societies in the Circuit, both for zeal and simplicity. Thursday, 22. I preached at Towcester; on Friday, at Northampton; and on Saturday, returned to London. Mon. 26.--I set out in the diligence to Godmanchester, hoping to be there by six in the evening. But we did not come till past eight: So, most of the people being gone, I only gave a short exhortation. At five in the morning we had a large congregation, but a much larger in the evening. Wednesday, 28. About moon I preached at St. Neot's, and afterwards 140 REv. J. wesley’s [Nov. 1778. visited a lovely young woman, who appeared to be in the last stage of a consumption, and was feebly gasping after God. She seemed to be just ripe for the Gospel, which she drank in with all her soul.