George Whitefield: A Biography, with special reference to his labors in AmericaBelcher, Joseph
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George Whitefield: A Biography, with special reference to his labors in America
Belcher, Joseph
Whitefield, George, 1714-1770
On the morning after his arrival, Whitefield preached in Mr.
Pemberton's meeting-house, and says concerning the service, "Never
saw the word of God fall with such weight in New York before. Two or
three cried out. Mr. Noble could scarce refrain himself. And look
where I would, many seemed deeply wounded. At night the word was
attended with great power. One cried out; and the Lord enabled me
at the latter end of my sermon to speak with authority. Alas, how
vain are the thoughts of men! As I came along yesterday, I found my
heart somewhat dejected, and told Mr. Noble I expected but little
moving in New York; but he bid me 'expect great things from God,'
and likewise told me of several who were, as he hoped, savingly
wrought upon by my ministry when I was there last."
On the following day he finished his answer to the pamphlet already
referred to, and says, "God enabled me to write it in the spirit of
meekness." He adds, "Preached twice as yesterday to very crowded
auditories, and neither time without power. In the evening exercise
some fainted, and the Lord seemed to show us more and more that a
time for favoring New York was near at hand. Oh, wherefore did I
doubt? Lord, increase my faith."
The following day, November 2, was the Sabbath. "Preached this
morning with freedom and some power, but was much dejected before
the evening sermon. For near half an hour before I left Mr. Noble's
house, I could only lie before the Lord, and say I was a poor
sinner, and wonder that Christ would be gracious to such a wretch.
As I went to meeting I grew weaker and weaker, and when I came into
the pulpit I could have chosen to be silent rather than speak. But
after I had begun, the Spirit of the Lord gave me freedom, till
at length it came down like a mighty rushing wind, and carried
all before it. Immediately the whole congregation was alarmed.
Shrieking, crying, weeping, and wailing were to be heard in every
corner; men's hearts failing them for fear, and many falling into
the arms of their friends. My soul was carried out till I could
scarcely speak any more. A sense of God's goodness overwhelmed me."
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