Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-119 |
| Words | 396 |
nity of renewing our covenant with God. Tuesday, 6. I spent
an agreeable and a profitable hour with three German gentle-
men, two of them Lutheran Ministers, and the third, Professor
of Divinity at Leipsig. I admired both their good sense, seri-
ousness, and good breeding. How few of our Clergy exceed or
equal them !
Mon. 19. I went over to Tunbridge-Wells, and preached
inthe large Dissenting meeting, to a numerous congregation;
and deep attention sat on every face. Tuesday, 20. I went on,
through miserable roads, to Robertsbridge ; where an unusually
large congregation was waiting. Thence we went on to Rye,
where the Housewas sufficiently crowded, as usual. How large
a society would be here, could we but spare them in one thing !
Nay, but then all our labour would be in vain. One sin allowed
would intercept the whole blessing.
Mr. Holman's widow being extremely desirous I should lodge
at Carborough, two miles from Rye, I ordered my chaise to take
me up at the preaching-house immediately after the service.
She had sent a servant to show me the way ; which was aroad
dirty and slippery enough, cast up between two impassable
marshes. The manwaited awhile, and then went home, leav-
ing us to guide ourselves. Many roughjourneys I have had;
but such a one as this I never had before. Itwas one of the
darkest nights I ever saw : It blew a storm, and yet poured
downwith rain. The descent, in going out of the town, was
near as steep as the ridge of a house. As soon as we had
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passed it, the driver, being a stranger, knew not which way to
turn. Joseph Bradford, whom I had taken into the chaise,
perceiving how things were, immediately got out and walked at
the head of the horses, (who could not possibly keep their eyes
open, the rain so violently beating in their faces,) through rain,
wind,mud, andwater ; till, in less than an hour, he brought us
safe to Carborough .
Wed. 21. I went back to Shoreham. Mr. P. , though in his
eighty-fifth year, is still able to go through the whole Sunday
Service. How merciful is God to the poor people of Shoreham !
Andmany ofthem are not insensible of it.
Mon. FEBRUARY 2.-I had the satisfaction of spending an