Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-556 |
| Words | 366 |
Mon. 3.--I returned to Bristol, and employed several days in examining and purging the society, which still consisted (after many were
put away) of more than seven hundred persons. The next week |
examined the society in Kingswood; in which I found but a few things
to reprove. Sat. 15.--The leaders brought in what had been contributed, in their several classes, toward the public debt: and we found it
was sufficient to discharge it ; which was therefore done without delay.
Mon. 17.--I left Bristol, and preached in the evening, to a very civil
congregation, at Painswick. Tuesday, 18.--I preached to a little earnest company, at Gutherton, near Tewksbury ; and in the evening, at
Evesham, on the happiness of him ‘ whose iniquities are forgiven, and
whose sins are covered.”
Wed. 19.--I called on Mr. Taylor, at Quinton, six or seven miles
north of Evesham. About eleven I preached in his church, to a thin,
dull congregation ; and then rode on to Birmingham. Thur. 20.--After
preaching to a small, attentive congregation, I rode to Wednesbury.
At twelve I preached in a ground near the middle of the town, to a far
larger congregation than was expected, on, “ Jesus Christ, the same
yesterday, and to-day, and for ever.” I believe every one present felt
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the power cf God; and no creature offered to molest us, either going,
or coming ; but the Lord fought for us, and we held our peace.
I was writing at Francis Ward’s, in the afternoon, when the cry arose, _
that the mob had beset the house. We prayed that God would disperse
them ; and it was so: one went this way, and another that; so that, in
half an hour, not a man was left. I told our brethren, *“ Now is the
time for us to go ;” but they pressed me exceedingly to stay. So, that
I might not offend them, I sat down, though I foresaw what would
follow. Before five the mob surrounded the house again, in greater
© numbers than ever. The cry of one and all was, “ Bring out the min-