Wesley Corpus

Mon. 12.--I preached at one on Trezuthan Downs, and in the evening at St. Ives. The dread of God fell upon us while I was speaking, so that I could hardly utter a word: but most of all in prayer, wherein I was so carried out, as scarce ever before in my life. I had had for some time a great desire to go and publish the love of God our Saviour, if it were but for one day, in the Isles of Scilly; and I had occasionally mentioned it to several. This evening three of our brethre1. came and offered to carry me thither, if I could procure the mayor’s boat, which, they said, was the best sailer of any in the town. I sent, and he lent it me immediately. So the next morning, Tuesday, 13, John Nelson, Mr. Shepherd, and I, with three men and a pilot, sailed from St. Ives. It seemed strange to me to attempt going in a fisher boat, fifteen leagues upon the main ocean; especially when the waves began to swell, and hang over our heads. But I called to my companions, and we all joined together in singing lustily and with a good courage,-- When passing through the watery deep, Task in faith his promised aid ; The waves an awful distance keep, And shrink from my devoted head ; Fearless their violence | dare: They cannot harm,--for God is there. Sept. 1743.] REV. J. WESLEY’S JOURNAL. 293 About half an hour after one, we landed on St. Mary’s, the chief of the inhabited islands. my