Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-1112 |
| Words | 362 |
Sun. 31.--Understanding there were many present who did once
run well, I preached at eight, (the rain ceasing just in time,) on, “ How
shall I give thee up, Ephraim ?”? Many endeavoured, but in vain, to
hide their tears. I was agreeably surprised at church to hear the prayers read, not only with deliberation, but with uncommon propriety. At
one the congregation was nearly double to what it was in the morning ;
and all were still as night. Surely these are patient hearers: God grant
they may be fruitful ones! At five I preached in Gwennap, to several
thousands ; but not one of them light or inattentive. After I had done,
the storm arose, and the rain poured down, till about four in the morning: then the sky cleared, and many of them that feared God gladly
assembled before him.
Mon. September 1.--I preached at Penryn, to abundantly more than
the house could contain. Tues. 2.--We went to Falmouth. The town
is not now what it was ten years since: all is quiet from one end to the
other. I had thoughts of preaching on the hill near the church; but
the violent wind made it impracticable : so I was obliged to stay in our
own room. The people could hear in the yard likewise, and the adjoining houses; and all were deeply attentive.
Wed. 3.--At four Mrs. M. came into my room, all in tears, and told
me she had seen, as it were, our Lord standing by her, calling her by
her name; and had ever since been filled with joy unspeakable. Soon
after came her sister, in almost the same condition, and afterward her
niece; who likewise quickly melted into tears, and refused to be comforted. Which of these will endure to the end? Now, at least, God is
among them. After preaching again, to a congregation who now
appeared ready to devour every word, I walked up to Pendennis Castle ;
finely situated on the high point of land which runs out between the
bay and the harbour, and commanding both. It might easily be made
exceeding strong; but our wooden castles are sufficient.