Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-311 |
| Words | 399 |
or the crowded audience, after the text was named, " There is
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joyin heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over
ninety and ninejust persons, that need not repentance." The
power of the Lord was eminently present, and most of the pri-
soners were in tears. Afew days after, twenty of them died at
once, five of whom died in peace. I could not but greatly
approve of the spirit and behaviour of Mr. Villette, the Ordi-
nary ; and I rejoiced to hear, that it was the same on all similar
occasions.
Fri. 31. We had asolemn watch-night, and ushered in the
new year with the voice ofpraise and thanksgiving.
Sat. JANUARY 1, 1785.-Whether this be the last or no,
mayit be thebest year of mylife ! Sunday, 2. A larger num-
ber of people were present this evening at the renewal of our
covenant with God, than was ever seen before on the occasion .
Tues. 4.-At this season we usually distribute coals and
bread among the poor of the society. But I now considered,
they wanted clothes, as well as food. So on this, and the four
following days I walked through the town, and begged two
hundred pounds, in order to clothe them that needed it most.
But it was hard work, as most of the streets were filled with
melting snow, which often lay ankle deep ; so that my feet were
steeped in snow-waternearlyfrommorning till evening : I held
it out pretty well till Saturday evening ; but Iwas laid up with
a violent flux, which increased every hour, till, at six in the
morning, Dr. Whitehead called upon me. His first draught
made me quite easy ; and three or four more perfected the
cure. If he lives some years, I expect he will be one of the
most eminent Physicians in Europe.
I supposed my journeys this winter had been over ; but I
could not decline one more. Monday, 17. I set out for poor
Colchester, to encourage the little flock. They had exceeding
little of this world's goods, but most of them had a better por-
tion. Tuesday, 18. I went on to Mistleythorn, a village near
Manningtree. Some time since, one of the shipwrights of
Deptford-yard, being sent hither to superintend the building of
some men-of-war,began to read sermons on a Sunday evening