Wesley Corpus

In the evening, being sent for to her again, I was unwilling, indeed afraid, to go: thinking it would not avail, unless some who were strong in faith were to wrestle with God for her. I opened my Testament on those words, “I was afraid, and went and hid thy talent in the earth.” I stood reproved and went immediately. She began screaming before I came into the room; then broke out into a horrid laughter, mixed with blasphemy, grievous to hear. One who from many circumstances apprehended a preternatural agent to be concerned in this, asking, * How didst thou dare to enter into a Christian ?”? was answered, “ She is not a Christian. She is mine.” Q. “ Dost thou not tremble at the name of Jesus ?”’? No words followed, but she shrunk back and trembled exceedingly. Q. “ Art thou not increasing thy own damnation?” It was faintly answered, “ Ay, ay :” which was followed by fresh cursing and blaspheming. My brother coming in, she cried out, “ Preacher ! Field-preacher! I don’t love field-preaching.” This was repeated two hours together, with spitting, and all the expressions of strong aversion. We left her at twelve, but called again about noon on Friday, 27. And now it was that God showed he heareth the prayer. All her pangs ceased in a moment: she was filled with peace, and knew that the sen of wickedness was departed from her. Sat. 28.--I was sent for to Kingswood again, to one of those who had been so ill before. A violent rain began just as I set out, so that I was thoroughly wet in a few minutes. Just at that time, the woman (then three miles off) cried out, “ Yonder comes Wesley, galloping as fast as he can.” When I was come, I was quite cold and dead, and fitter for sleep than prayer. She burst out into a horrid laughter, and said,