Treatise Plain Account Of Christian Perfection
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-treatise-plain-account-of-christian-perfection-031 |
| Words | 387 |
“But more directly we answer: There are many reasons
why there should be few, if any, indisputable examples. What inconveniences would this bring on the person himself,
set as a mark for all to shoot at ! And how unprofitable
would it be to gainsayers ‘For if they hear not Moses and
the Prophets, Christ and his Apostles, “neither would they
be persuaded though one rose from the dead.’
“Q. Are we not apt to have a secret distaste to any who
say they are saved from all sin? “A. It is very possible we may, and that upon several
grounds; partly from a concern for the good of souls, who
may be hurt if these are not what they profess; partly from
a kind of implicit envy at those who speak of higher attain
ments than our own; and partly from our natural slowness
and unreadiness of heart to believe the works of God. “Q. Why may we not continue in the joy of faith till we
are perfected in love? “A. Why indeed? since holy grief does not quench this
joy; since even while we are under the cross, while we deeply
partake of the sufferings of Christ, we may rejoice with joy
unspeakable.”
From these extracts it undeniably appears, not only what
was mine and my brother’s judgment, but what was the
judgment of all the Preachers in connexion with us, in the
years 1744, 45, 46 and 47. Nor do I remember that, in any
one of these Conferences, we had one dissenting voice; but
whatever doubts any one had when we met, they were all
removed before we parted. 18. In the year 1749, my brother printed two volumes
of “Hymns and Sacred Poems.” As I did not see these
before they were published, there were some things in them
which I did not approve of But I quite approved of the
main of the hymns on this head; a few verses of which are
subjoined:
CoME, Lord, be manifested here,
And all the devil's works destroy;
Now, without sin, in me appear,
And fill with everlasting joy:
Thy beatific face display;
Ihy presence is the perfect day. (Vol. I., p. 203.)
Sw1FT to my rescue come,
Thy own this moment seize;
Gather my wand'ring spirit home,
And keep in perfect peace.