Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-860 |
| Words | 331 |
me to go to another place; but I knew'it needed not. As soon as ever
T came in sight, the holiday mob vanished away. Tues. 16.--I went te
dine on the island: (so they call a peninsula without the walls:) we had
hardly dined when one and another of the neighbours came in, till we
had a company of sixteen or eighteen. We joined together in prayer,
and praising God; and many, I believe, went home rejoicing. How
does the frequency and greatness of the works of God make us less
(instead of more) sensible of them! A few years ago, if we heard of one
‘notorious sinner truly converted to God, it was matter of solemn joy to
all that loved or feared him: and now, that multitudes of every kind and
degree are daily turned from the power of darkness to God, we pass it
over as a common thing! O God, give us thankful hearts!
Wed. 17.--I met the class of soldiers, eight of whom were Scotch
Highlanders. Most of these were brought up well: but evil communications had corrupted good manners. They all said, from the time they
entered into the army, they had grown worse and worse. But God had
now given them another call, and they knew the day of their visitation.
Sat. 20.--I saw a melancholy sight. A gentlewoman of an unspotted character, sitting at home, on May 4, 1747, cried out that something seized her by the side. Then she said it was in her mouth.
Quickly after she complained of her head. From that time she wept
continually for four months, and afterward grew outrageous; but always
insisted that God had forsaken her, and that the devil possessed her,
body and soul. I found it availed nothing to reason with her; she only
blasphemed the more; cursing God, and vehemently desiring, yet
fearing, to die. However, she suffered me to pray; only saying, it
signified not, for God had given her up.