Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-402 |
| Words | 391 |
love-feast. I do not wonder the work of God spreads in these
parts ; the spirit and behaviour of Mr. Boyle and his wife, con-
tinually employed in doing good, have an amazing influence on
all their neighbourhood. Some time ago she went to his uncle's at
Killrail, who has four daughters grown up. They began convers-
ing in the evening ; they prayed, and sung, and talked and
prayed again, till about seven in the morning. By that time all
four of them found aclear sense of pardon; and two believed
they were saved from all sin.
Mr. Boyle had spoke to Dr. Wilson, the Rector of a neigh-
bouring town, concerning my preaching in the church ; who
wrote to the Bishop, and received a letter in answer, giving a
full and free consent. The Doctor desired me to breakfast with
him. Meantime one of his parishioners, awarm Seceder, took
away the key of the church. So I preached in a neighbouring
orchard : I believe, not in vain. The Rector and his wife were
in the front of the congregation.
Afterward we took a view of Lord Abercorn's place. The
house has a lovely situation ; and the front of it is as elegant
as any I haveseeneitherin Great Britain or Ireland. Thegrounds
are delightful indeed, perhaps equal to any in the kingdom.
About five in the evening I preached at Killrail. No house
would contain the congregation ; so I preached in the open air.
The wind was piercing cold; but the people regarded it not.
Afterward I administered the Lord's Supper to about a hundred
of them, and then slept in peace.
Sat. JUNE 2.-It was with difficulty we reached Strabane ;
my new horse quite failing. I had no thought of preaching
there, till word was sent, that the Town-Hallwas atmy service :
Ithen went to it without delay ; and had a genteel, yet serious,
congregation. In the afternoon my horse failed again ; but one
of the Preachers tried his ; and he drew, as if he had been bred
to it. Our House at Londonderry not being ready, I preached at
six in the Town-Hall, a beautiful and spacious room, to a deeply
serious congregation. Sunday, 3. It was more numerous in
the morning, and equally serious; so was the great congrega-