Journal Vol4 7
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | journal |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-journal-vol4-7-448 |
| Words | 395 |
not near contain the people. However, as many crowded in as
could: The rest got near the door or windows ; and surely the
willing mind was accepted.
In the evening, the wind being still very high, I was obliged
to preach within, in Weardale also ; and it was a time of uncom-
mon blessing. Friday, 6. Going out of my room I missed a
step, and fell forward, so that the edge of one of the stairs came
a quarter of an inch above my right eye, exactly upon my
eyelid. I put a little white paper upon it, which immediately
stopped the bleeding, and preached without any inconvenience.
The work of God has much increased here lately. Many have
been convinced of sin,many justified; some perfected in love,
andmany added to the society.
Fri. 6. We returned to Stanhope, formerly the seat of sev-
422 [June, 1788,
eral great families,now an inconsiderable village. It is eminent
for nothing in this age,but averyuncommondegree of wicked-
ness. I preached at five, in what I understoodwas once the
market-place, to an exceedingly numerous congregation. I
preached on Isaiah lv. 6, 7 ; and, if ever, with the demonstration
ofthe Spirit. The people were all bowed down together, as the
heart of one man. Surely Godwill have a people in this place!
Sat. 7. Our brethren thought the preaching-house would
containthe congregation at five in the morning. It was a large
upper room : But before I began to speak, it was exceedingly
crowded; and the mainbeamthat supported it giving way, the
floor began to sink. Some crying out,"The room is falling! "
oneman leaped out of the window; the rest slowly and quietly
went out, without the least hurry or confusion ; so that nothing
was hurt except a poor dog that was under the window. I then
preached in the open air, to twice or thrice as many as the
room would have contained, who were all attention. O how
white are these fields to the harvest !
About twelve, I preached to alovely congregation at Burn-
upfield, on, " Rejoice in the Lord, O ye righteous." I have
found nothing like it since I left London; such was
The' o'erwhelming power ofgrace divine ;
I know not that ever I felt such self-abasement before ; and
thewhole congregation seemed almost equallymoved. And so