To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-220 |
| Words | 389 |
Saturday, 7. At noon, I preached at Preston-on-the-Hill; and in the
200 REv. J. Wesley’s [April, 1781. evening at Warrington. Sunday, 8. The service was at the
usual hours. I came just in time to put a stop to a bad
custom, which was creeping in here: A few men, who had fine
voices, sang a Psalm which no one knew, in a tune fit for an
opera, wherein three, four, or five persons, sung different words
at the same time ! What an insult upon common sense! What a burlesque upon public worship ! No custom can
excuse such a mixture of profaneness and absurdity. Mon. 9.--Desiring to be in Ireland as soon as possible, I
hastened to Liverpool, and found a ship ready to sail; but the
wind was contrary, till on Thursday morning, the Captain
came in haste, and told us, the wind was come quite fair. So
Mr. Floyd, Snowden, Joseph Bradford, and I, with two of our
sisters, went on board. But scarce were we out at sea, when
the wind turned quite foul, and rose higher and higher. In
an hour I was so affected, as I had not been for forty years
before. For two days I could not swallow the quantity of a
pea of any thing solid, and very little of any liquid. I was
bruised and sore from head to foot, and ill able to turn me
on the bed. All Friday, the storm increasing, the sea of
consequence was rougher and rougher. Early on Saturday
morning, the hatches were closed, which, together with the
violent motion, made our horses so turbulent, that I was
afraid we must have killed them, lest they should damage the
ship. Mrs. S. now crept to me, threw her arms over me, and
said, “O Sir, we will die together l’” We had by this time
three feet water in the hold, though it was an exceeding light
vessel. Meantime we were furiously driving on a lee-shore;
and when the Captain cried, “Helm a lee,” she would not
obey the helm. I called our brethren to prayers; and we
found free access to the throne of grace. Soon after we got, I
know not how, into Holyhead harbour, after being sufficiently
buffeted by the winds and waves, for two days and two nights.