Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-264 |
| Words | 398 |
of the city. At eleven we drank coffee (the custom in Holland)
at Mr. J's, a merchant, whose dining-room is covered,
both walls and ceiling, with the most beautiful paintings. He
and his lady walked with us in the afternoon to the Stadt-House;
perhaps the grandest buildings of the kind in Europe. The
great hall is a noble room indeed, near as large as that of Christ-
Church in Oxford. But I have neither time nor inclination to
describe particularly this amazing structure.
At five in the evening we drank tea at another merchant's,
Mr. G's, where I had a long conversation with Mr. de H.;
one of the most learned as well as popular Ministers in the city ;
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and (I believe, what is far more important) he is truly alive to
God. He spoke Latin well, and seemed to be one of a strong
understanding, as well as of an excellent spirit. In returning
to our inn, we called at a stationer's ; and though we spent but
a few minutes, it was enough to convince us of his strong affec
tion, even to strangers. What a change does the grace of God
make in the heart ! Shyness and stiffness are now no more !
Sat. 21. We breakfasted with avery extraordinary woman,
who lamented that she could not talk to us but by an interpreter.
! However, she made us understand, that she had a little child
some years since, three or four years old, that was praying con-
tinually : That one morning, having just dressed her, she said,
"Will you go kiss your sister ? " She said, " Yes, mamma; and
I will kiss you too ;" and threw her arms about her mother's
neck ; who said, " My dear, where willyou go now ? " She said,
" I will go to Jesus ;" and died.
At eleven I spent an hour with awoman of large fortune,
who appeared to be as much devoted to God as her. Wewere
immediately as well acquainted with each other, as if we had
known each other for many years. Butindeed an easy good-
breeding (such as I never expected to see here) runs through
all the genteeler people of Amsterdam. And there is such a
child-like simplicity in all that love God, as does honour to the
religion they profess .