You will surely be surprised when I tell you that this was written by _that_ candid, meek, _holy_ creature, against those who differ from him in doctrine. The Calvinist preachers, and their hearers, surely owe Mr. Wesley little thanks for his politeness and candour, as he has styled them all hellish _murderers_, _monsters_, and the people in general who receive the truth, the _children_ of such _monsters_ and _murderers_. This is the man who is reprobating reprobation; and, at the same time, is reprobating all who differ from him, as _reprobates_. I found, through all his book, his awful enmity to the doctrines of the gospel.—Eternal election, and scriptural reprobation he first scandalously misrepresents, and then holds both up to ridicule, while he asserts God’s holy and awful decrees to be horrible; and that if election and reprobation are true, God is worse than Molech, if he has chosen some, and left others, _in_ the solemn display of his severity. Hear the language of Mr. Wesley. “Oh, horrible decree! worthy of whence it _came_. Forgive their _hellish blasphemy_, who charge it on the Lamb.” “I could the _devil’s_ law receive, Unless restrain’d by thee; I could, good God, I could believe The _horrible_ decree. I could believe that God is hate, The God of love and grace, Did damn, pass by, and reprobate The most of human race. Farther than this I cannot go, Till Tophet takes me in; But oh, forbid that I should know _This_ mystery of sin.”