Journal Vol1 3
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol1-3-914 |
| Words | 381 |
Many who were come from the town earnestly pressed me to go and
preach there, assuring me it was the general desire of the inhabitants.
I felt a strong aversion to it, but would not refuse, not knowing what
God might have to do. Sol went: but we were scarce set down,
when the“ sons of Belial,” from all parts, gathered together, and compassed the house. I could just understand their oaths and curses,
which were broad English, and sounded on every side. The rest of
their language was lost upon me, as mine was upon them. Our friends
would have had me stay within; but I judged it best to look them in
the face, while it was open day. So I bade them open the door, and
Mr. Hopper and I walked straight through the midst of them. Having procured a guide, we then went on without hinderance, to our
retreat, at Mr. Holloway’s. Surely this journey will be for good; for
hitherto we have had continual storms, both by sea and land.
Tues. 3.--Mr. William Jones, of Trefollwin, called and told us an
exhorter was preaching a little way off. We went and found him on
the common, standing on a little rock, in the midst of an attentive congregation. After he had done, I preached, and then returned to my
study at Langefnye.
Thur. 5.--I read over great part of Gerard’s Meditationes Sacre ;
[Sacred Meditations ; ]--a book recommended to me in the strongest
terms. But alas! how was I disappointed! They have some masterly
strokes, but are in general trite and flat, the thoughts being as poor as
the Latin. It is well every class of writers has a class of readers, or
they would never have come to a second impression. About noon I
preached two miles west of Llanerellymadd, and in the evening, about
a quarter of a mile further. Not one scoffer is found in these congregations ; but whoever hears, hears for his life. Fiz. 6.--I preached
near Llanerellymadd at noon, and at Trefollwin in the evening. Observing at night the wind was changed, I rode to Holyhead early in the
morning. A ship was just ready to sail; so we went on board, and in
the evening landed at Dublin.