To 1776
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-1773-to-1776-351 |
| Words | 400 |
The country,
from hence to Lisburn, is wonderfully pleasant and fruitful. At
six I preached in the Presbyterian meeting, a large and commo
dious building; and I was now with the most lively society that
I have seen for many days; owing chiefly to the good provi
dence of God bringing sister Johnson hither. She came indeed
in an acceptable time; for J W and his wife, who for
many years had been pillars, had left the society. They had
one child, a son, about nineteen years old, of whom they were
fond enough ; by a fall from his horse he was killed in a mo
ment, leaving his parents inconsolable; just then she came to
Lisburn, and visited them. God opened her mouth, both in
exhortation and prayer. They saw and acknowledged his
hand. She was enabled to give up her child to God; he cried
out, “Surely God has sent an angel from heaven to comfort
us!” Both of them joined the society; and are more in
earnest for salvation than they have been for many years. Sun. 12.--We had a solemn opportunity in the morning. In the afternoon, as no building could contain the people, I
stood abroad and proclaimed, “There is joy in heaven over one
sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just
persons who need no repentance.” The hearers (allowing five
persons to a square yard) were seven or eight thousand. At eleven I preached in the church-yard at Lurgan. The
sun shone extremely hot; but we were sheltered from it, partly
by the church, and partly by the spreading trees. In the after
noon I went on to Tanderagee, one of the pleasantest towns
in Ireland, surrounded by woods and fruitful hills, with a
clear river running between them. At six I stood in the
Grove, where the tall elms shaded both me and the numerous
congregation. Several gentlemen and several Clergymen
were among them, and all behaved with serious attention. I lodged at the Rev. Dr. L ’s, where my time seemed
exceeding short. Wednesday, 15. The scene changed from a
palace to a cottage at Derry-Anvil, a small village surrounded
by a bog; but inhabited by lively Christians. About eleven I
preached in a shady orchard, to an exceeding large congrega
tion; and in the evening to a still larger at the Grange, a small
June, 1785.] JOURNAL.