Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-708 |
| Words | 394 |
at the same time a horse she had in the stable below, which used to be
as quiet as a lamb, leaped to and fro, and tore in such a manner, that
she was forced to rise and turn him out; that a tree which grew at
the end of the house, was torn up by the roots; that from thenceforth
she had no rest day or night, being not only in fear and horror of mind,
but in the utmost torment of body, feeling as if her flesh was tearing off
with burning pincers ; that till this day, she had never had any respite or
ease ; but now she knew God had delivered her, and she believed he
would still deliver her body and soul, and bruise Satan under her feet.
At three in the afternoon I preached at Builth, designing to go from
thence to Carmarthen; but notice having been given, by a mistake of
my preaching at Leominster, in Herefordshire, I altered my design ;
and going to Lanzufried that night, the next day rode to Leominster.
At six in the evening, I began preaching on a tombstone, close to the
south side of the church. The multitude roared on every side; but |
my voice soon prevailed, and more and more of the people were melted
down, till they began ringing the bells; but neither thus did they gain
their point, for my voice prevailed still. Then the organs began to play
amain. Mr. C., the curate, went into the church, and endeavoured to
stop them; but in vain. So I thought it best to remove to the corn
market. The whole congregation followed, to whom many more were
joined, who would not have come to the church yard. Here we had a
quiet time; and I showed what that sect is, which is “every where spoken
against.” I walked with a large train to our inn; but none, that I heard,
gave us one ill word. A Quaker followed me in, and told me, “ I was
much displeased with thee, because of thy last ‘ Appeal ;? but my displeasure is gone: I heard thee speak, and my heart clave to thee.”
Fri. 15.--I preached at five to a large company of willing hearers.
"We breakfasted with a lovely old woman, worn out with sickness and