To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-163 |
| Words | 398 |
S ’s at Nantwich, a nephew of
Mr. Matthew S ; who was, fifty years ago, one of our
little company at Oxford, and was then both in person, in
natural temper, and in piety, one of the loveliest young men I
knew. Mr. Joseph S was then unborn, and was for many
years without God in the world. But he is now as zealous in
the works of God, as he was once in the works of the devil. While I preached it was a season of strong consolation; but
one young gentlewoman refused to be comforted. She fol
lowed me into Mr. S ’s all in tears; but would neither
touch meat nor drink. After I had spent a little time in
prayer, she broke out into prayer herself; and she did not
cease, till God turned her sorrow into joy unspeakable. After preaching at Alpraham and Chester, on Wednesday I
went on to Warrington. The proprietor of the new chapel had
sent me word, that I was welcome to preach in it; but he had
now altered his mind: So I preached in our own; and I saw
not one inattentive hearer. “
I preached at Liverpool in the evening, and the next day;
at Wigan on Friday; on Saturday and Sunday at Bolton. Monday, 12. I preached at Bury about one; and in the
evening at Rochdale. Now was the day of visitation for this
town. The people were all on fire : Never was such a flame
kindled here before; chiefly by the prayer-meetings scattered
through the town. Tuesday, 13. I preached at nine to a
crowded audience in the new House at Bacup; at one in the
shell of the house at Padiham, where there is at length a
prospect of peace, after abundance of disturbance, caused by
one who neither fears God nor reverences man. In the evening
I preached at Colne; but the people were still in such a panic,
that few durst go into the left-hand gallery. Wednesday, 14. After a delightful ride through the mountains, I preached
first in Todmorden, and then in Heptonstall church. I after
wards lodged at the Ewood, which I still love for good Mr. Grimshaw’s sake. Thur. 15.--I went to Halifax, where a little thing had lately
occasioned great disturbance. An angel blowing a trumpet
was placed on the sounding-board over the pulpit.