Journal of the Life and Religious Labours of Elias HicksHicks, Elias
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Journal of the Life and Religious Labours of Elias Hicks
Hicks, Elias
Hicks, Elias, 1748-1830 -- Diaries; Hicksites; Quakers -- United States -- Diaries
The three following days we attended meetings at Middletown, Bristol,
and the Falls. I was led forth in these meetings to show wherein real
Christianity consists; and although the people of christendom had the
name of Christians, yet, so long as they lived in the gratification of
their own wills and carnal lusts, from whence discord, animosities,
envyings, strife and every evil work originated, they were only
heathens in disguise. For true Christianity is nothing else than a
real and complete mortification of our own wills, and a full and final
annihilation of all self-exaltation: and the contrary is the true
antichrist, that sitteth in the seat of God, who opposeth and exalteth
himself above all that is called God, or that is worshipped. Therefore,
none are any further Christians, than as they come to experience the
self-denial, meekness, humility and gentleness of Christ, ruling and
reigning in them, so as to become their real life; and in, and by
which, they become partakers of the divine nature, and know the _life
of God_ raised up in the immortal soul; which is the new birth, or
_Christ formed in us_, and without which, as our Lord told Nicodemus,
no man can see the kingdom of God.
After these meetings we crossed the river Delaware into New Jersey,
attending meetings on our way, at Kingwood, Hardwick, Mendham, and one
near Paulingskiln. From thence we passed to Cornwall, in the state of
New-York. We reached there seventh day evening, the 18th of 7th month,
and the next day were at their first day meeting. I was much worn
down by constant travelling and hard labour, and felt much fatigue
when we came here; and in going to this meeting, I felt a desire to
rise in my mind, that I might have a good silent meeting. The prayer
of my spirit was answered, for I had not sat long before a perfect,
sweet calm ensued, wherein my whole man was swallowed up in divine
seraphic enjoyment; so that not only my mind, but also my wearied body
forgot all its toil; and my soul was so inflamed with gratitude, to
the all-bountiful Author of all our rich mercies and blessings, that
praises and thanksgiving ascended as incense from the altar of my heart
to his great and glorious name, who remains to be God over all, blessed
for ever, world without end. Amen.
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