Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-169 |
| Words | 399 |
man with a loaded blunderbuss, and another upon the coach.
Sun. 25. Both the chapels were full enough. On Monday,
I retired to Lewisham to write. Tuesday, AUGUST 3. Our
Conference began; which continued and ended in peace and
love. Sunday, 8. I was at West-Street in the morning, and
at the new chapel in the evening, when I took a solemn leave of
the affectionate congregation. This was the last night which I
spent at the Foundery. What hath Godwrought there in one-
and-forty years !
Mon. AUGUST 9.-1 set out for Wales, with my brother
and his family. In the evening I preached at Oxford ; the
next, at Witney. Wednesday. We went on to Gloucester, where
I preached with much satisfaction to a crowded audience.
Thursday, 12. Wewent on to Monmouth, where the late storm
is blown over. I preached at six in the evening, but did not
observe one inattentive person then, any more than at five in
themorning.
Fri. 13.-As I was going down a steep pair of stairs, my
foot slipped, and I fell down several steps. Falling on the edge
of one of them, it broke the case of an Almanack, which was in
my pocket, all to pieces. The edge of another stair met my
right buckle, and snapped the steel chape ofit in two ; but I
was not hurt. So doth our good Master give his angels charge
overus ! In the evening I preached at Brecknock ; and, leav-
ingmybrother there, on Saturday, 14, went forward to Car-
marthen.
This evening, and in the morning, Sunday, 15, the new
preaching-house contained the congregation ; but in the after-
noon we had, I think, the largest congregation I ever saw in
Wales. I preached on the Gospel for the day, the story of the
Pharisee and the Publican ; and I believe many were constrained
to cry out, for the present, " God be merciful to me a sinner ! "
Mon. 16. In the evening I preached in the market-place
again, to a very serious congregation ; many ofwhom were in
tears, and felt the word ofGod to be sharper than a two-edged
sword.
Tues. 17-. Having some steep mountains to climb, I took a
pair of post-horses. About four miles from the town, one of
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them began to kick and flounce, without any visible cause, till