Wesley Corpus

Treatise Word In Season Advice To Englishman

AuthorJohn Wesley
Typetreatise
YearNone
Passage IDjw-treatise-word-in-season-advice-to-englishman-004
Words395
Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption Reign of God
Remember that great example; how when the King of Nineveh was warned of the near approaching vengeance of God, he “caused it to be pro claimed, Let none taste anything; let them not feed nor drink water: But let them be covered with sackcloth, and cry mightily to God; yea, let them turn every one from his evil way. Who can tell if God will turn and repent, and turn away from his fierce anger, that we perish not?” (Jonah iii.) 11. Let them turn every one from his evil way. Cease to do evil. Learn to do well. And see that this reformation be universal; for there is no serving God by halves. Avoid all evil, and do all good unto all men; else you only deceive your own soul. See also that it be from the heart; lay the axe to the root of the tree. Cut up, by the grace of God, evil desire, pride, anger, unbelief. Let this be your continual prayer to God, the prayer of your heart as well as lips: “Lord, I would believe; help thou mine unbelief; give me the faith that worketh by love. ‘The life which I now live,” let me ‘live by faith in the Son of God. Let me so believe, that I may ‘love thee with all my heart, and mind, and soul, and strength;’ and that I may love every child of man, even ‘as thou hast loved us!’ Let me daily ‘add to my faith courage, knowledge, temperance, patience, brotherly kind mess, charity; that so an entrance may be ministered to me abundantly into the everlasting kingdom of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.’” REGARD, thou righteous God, and true, Regard thy weeping people's prayer, Before the sword our land go through, Before thy latest plague we bear, Let all to thee, their Smiter, turn, Let all beneath thine anger mourn. The sword, which first bereaved abroad, We now within our borders see ; We see, but slight, thy nearer rod : So oft, so kindly, warn'd by thee, We still thy warning love despise, And dare thine utmost wrath to rise. Yet, for the faithful remnant's sake, Thine utmost wrath awhile defer, If, haply, we at last may wake, And, trembling at destruction near, The cause of all our evils own, And leave the sins for which we groan.