Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-201 |
| Words | 392 |
at the Room. About two I preached a funeral sermon at Kings-
wood, for that blessed saint, Bathsheba Hall, a pattern for many
years of zealously doing and patiently suffering the will ofGod.
In the evening about seven hundred of us joined in solemnly
renewing our covenant with God.
Mon. 2.-After preaching at the Devizes, I went on to Sarum.
Tuesday, 3. I walked over to Wilton, and preached to a very
serious congregation in the new preaching-house. I found at
Sarum the fruit of Captain Webb's preaching : Some were
awakened, and one perfected in love. Yet I was a little sur-
prised at the remark of some of our eldest brethren, that they
had never heard Perfection preached before.
Wed. 4. The preaching house at Whitchurch, though much
enlarged, could not contain the congregation in the evening.
Some genteel people were inclined to smile at first ; but their
mirth was quickly over. The awe of God fell upon the whole
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congregation, and many " rejoiced unto him with reverence."
Saturday, 7. I returned from Portsmouth to London.
Mon. 16.-I went to Tunbridge-Wells, and preached to a
serious congregation, on Rev. xx. 12. Tuesday, 17. I came
back to Sevenoaks, and in the afternoon walked over to the Duke
of Dorset's seat. The park is the pleasantest I ever saw ; the
trees are so elegantly disposed. The house, which is at least
twohundred years old, is immensely large. It consists of two
squares, considerably bigger than the two Quadrangles in Lin-
coln College. I believe we were shown above thirty rooms,
beside the hall, the chapels, and three galleries. The pictures
are innumerable ; I think, four times as many as in the Castle
at Blenheim. Into one of the galleries opens the King's bed-
chamber, ornamented above all the rest. The bed-curtains are
cloth-of-gold ; and so richlywrought,that it requiressomestrength
to draw them. The tables, the chairs, the frames of the looking-
glasses, are all plated over with silver. The tapestry, repre-
senting the whole history of Nebuchadnezzar, is as fresh as if
newly woven. But the bed-curtains are exceeding dirty, and
look more like copper than gold. The silver on the tables,
chairs, and glass, looks as dull as lead. And, to complete all,
King Nebuchadnezzar among the beasts, together with his eagle's