Wesley Corpus

You have lived many years in folly and sin; now, live one day unto the Lord. Do not ask any more, “Where is the harm, if, after Church, I spend the remainder of the day in the fields, or in a public-house, or in taking a little diversion?” You know where is the harm. Your own heart tells you so plain, that you cannot but hear. It is a base mis-spending of your talent, and a bare-faced contempt of God and his authority. You have heard of God’s judgments, even upon earth, against the profaners of this day. And yet these are but as drops of that storm of “fiery indignation, which will” at last “consume his adversaries.” Glory be to God who hath now given you a sense of this. You now know, this was always designed for a day of blessing. May you never again, by your idleness or profaneness, turn that blessing into a curse ! What folly, what madness would that be | And in what sorrow and anguish would it end For yet a little while, and death will close up the day of grace and mercy. And those who despise them now, will have no more Sabbaths, or sacra ments, or prayers for ever. Then how will they wish to recover that which they now so idly cast away! But all in vain. For they will then “find no place for repentance, though they should seek it carefully with tears.” O my friend, know the privilege you enjoy. Now, “remem ber the Sabbath-day, to keep it holy.” Your day of life and of grace is far spent. The night of death is at hand. Make haste to use the time you have; improve the last hours of your day. Now provide “the things which make for your peace,” that you may stand before the face of God for ever. “Swear not at all,” SAITH the Lord God of heaven and earth. Art thou without God in the world? Hast thou no knowledge of God, no concern about him? Is not God in all thy thoughts? Dost thou believe there is a God? Where? in heaven only? Nay, he filleth all in all I Am I a God at hand, saith the Lord, and not a God afar off? Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him?