Wesley Corpus

Journal Vol4 7

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typejournal
YearNone
Passage IDjw-journal-vol4-7-308
Words400
Catholic Spirit Reign of God Trinity
the thieves ran away with all speed; though their work was not half done ; and the whole damage which we sustained scarce amounted to six pounds . Mon. 22. I preached at Northampton ; and on Tuesday, 23, at Whittlebury. Here my servant was seized with a fever, attended with eruptions all over, as big as pepper-corns. I took knowledge of the Prickly-heat, as we called it in Georgia, termed by Dr. Herberden, the Nettle-rash, and assured him he would be well in four-and-twenty hours. He wasso ; and drove us on to Banbury ; where, on Wednesday, 24, I met with a hearty welcome from Mr. George, formerly a member of the London society. The Presbyterian Minister offering me the use of his meeting, I willingly accepted his offer. It was, I believe, capable ofcontaining near as many people as the chapel at West-Street ; but it would not near contain the congregation : And God uttered his voice,yea, and that amighty voice ; neither the sorrow nor thejoy which was felt that nightwill quickly be forgotten. Thur. 25. I desired the people would sit below in the morn- ing, supposing not many would be present; but I was much mistaken ; notwithstanding the darkness and rain, the House was filled both above and below ; and never did I see a people who appeared more ready prepared for the Lord. Returning through Brackley, I was informed that notice had been givenof my preaching there at nine in the Town-Hall : So I began with- out delay. The congregation was large and attentive, but seemed to understand me no more than if I had been talking Greek; but the society seemed alive to God, and striving to enter in at the strait gate. In the evening I preached at poor, dead Towcester. But is not God able to raise the dead ? There was a considerable shaking among the dry bones. And who knows but these dry bones may live ? - Dec. 1784.1 293 Fri. 26. I returned to London. Sunday, 28. I preached acharity sermon at St. Paul's, Covent-Garden. It isthelargest and the best-constructedparish church that I have preached in for several years ; yet some hundreds were obliged to go away, not being able to get in. I strongly enforced the necessity of that humble, gentle, patient love, which is the very essence of true