Wesley Corpus

Wesley Collected Works Vol 10

AuthorJohn Wesley
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YearNone
Passage IDjw-wesley-collected-works-vol-10-545
Words390
Reign of God Works of Mercy Catholic Spirit
See One superior to nature ! What is the course of nature to Him? By a word, a nod, he turneth it upside down! His power inverted Nature owns, Her only law his sov’reign word. Let your chain be wrought ever so firm; He nods, and it flies in pieces; He touches it, and all the links fall asunder, as unconnected as the sand. 4. Once more: After Lord Kames has said all he pleases concerning the grand machine of the universe, and con cerning the connexion of its several wheels, yet it must be allowed, He that made it can unmake it; can vary every wheel, every spring, every movement, at his own good pleasure. Neither, therefore, does this imply any necessity laid either upon the thoughts, passions, or actions, of those that know and trust in Him who is the Creator and Governor of heaven and earth. 5. Ah, poor Infidel! this is no comfort to you ! You must plunge on in the fatal whirlpool | You are without hope; without help! For there is only one possible help; and that you spurn. What follows then? Why Si figit adamantinos Summis verticibus dira necessitas Clavos; non animum metu, Non mortis laqueis expedies caput.* O what advantage has a Christian (a real Christian) over an Infidel ! He sees God! Consequently * This quotation from Horace is thus translated by Francis : “Yet soon as Fate shall round your head, With adamantine strength, its terrors spread, Not the Dictator's power shall save Your soul from fear, your body from the grave.”-EDIT. Metus omnes, et inerorabile fatum Subjecit pedibus, strepitumque Acherontis avari. He tramples on inexorable fate, And fear, and death, and hell ! 6. Ah, poor predestinarian | If you are true to your doctrine, this is no comfort to you! For perhaps you are not of the elect number: If so, you are in the whirlpool too. For what is your hope? Where is your help? There is no help for you in your God. Your God! No; he is not yours; he never was; he never will be. He that made you, He that called you into being, has no pity upon you ! He made you for this very end,--to damn you; to cast you headlong into a lake of fire burning with brimstone !