To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-246 |
| Words | 381 |
Fletcher complained, that, after all the
pains they had taken, they could not prevail on the people to
join in society, no nor even to meet in a class. Resolving to
try, I preached to a crowded audience, on, “I am not
ashamed of the Gospel of Christ.” I followed the blow in the
afternoon, by strongly applying those words, “Awake, thou
that sleepest;” and then enforcing the necessity of Christian
fellowship on all who desired either to awake or keep awake. I then desired those that were willing to join together for this
purpose, to call upon Mr. Fletcher and me after Service. Ninety-four or ninety-five persons did so; about as many
men as women. We explained to them the mature of a
Christian society, and they willingly joined therein. Mon. 25.--I spent an agreeable hour at the Boarding-School
in Sheriff-Hales. I believe the Misses Yeomans are well
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qualified for their office. Several of the children are under
strong drawings. We then went on to Newcastle-under-Lyne. (This is the name of a little river which runs near the town.)
Tuesday, 26. I found many at Burslem, too, under sad appre
hensions of the public danger: So I applied to these also those
comfortable words, “I will not destroy it for ten’s sake.”
Thur. 28.--Coming to Congleton, I found the Calvinists
were just breaking in, and striving to make havoc of the flock. Is this brotherly love? Is this doing as we would be done
to ? No more than robbing on the highway. But if it is
decreed, they cannot help it: So we cannot blame them. MARch 29.--(Being Good-Friday.) I came to Maccles
field just time enough to assist Mr. Simpson in the laborious
service of the day. I preached for him morning and after
noon; and we administered the sacrament to about thirteen
hundred persons. While we were administering, I heard a
low, soft, solemn sound, just like that of an AEolian harp. It
continued five or six minutes, and so affected many, that they
could not refrain from tears. It then gradually died away. Strange that no other organist (that I know) should think of
this. In the evening, I preached at our Room. Here was
that harmony which art cannot imitate. Sat.