The life and times of the Rev. John Wesley, M.A., founder of the Methodists. Vol. 1 (of 3)Tyerman, L. (Luke)
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The life and times of the Rev. John Wesley, M.A., founder of the Methodists. Vol. 1 (of 3)
Tyerman, L. (Luke)
Methodism; Wesley, John, 1703-1791
In many instances, conviction of sin and conversion were attended with
intense physical excitement. Numbers fell prostrate on the ground,
and cried aloud for mercy. The bodies of others were convulsed and
benumbed. As chaos preceded creation, so in New England confusion went
before conversion. The work was great and glorious, but was accompanied
with noise and tumult. Men literally _cried_ for mercy; but the loudest
outcries were not so loud as the shrieks of Voltaire or Volney,
when the prospect of eternity unmanned them. Stout-hearted sinners
trembled; but not more than philosophers at the present day would do,
if they had equally vivid views of the torments of the damned to which
sin exposes them. There were groanings and faintings; transports and
ecstasies; zeal sometimes more fervid than discreet; and passion not
unfrequently more powerful than pious; but, from one end of the land
to the other, multitudes of vain thoughtless sinners were unmistakably
converted, and were made new creatures in Christ Jesus. Frolicking,
night walking, singing lewd songs, tavern haunting, profane speaking,
and extravagance in dress, were generally abandoned. The talk of the
people was about the favour of God, an interest in Christ, a sanctified
heart, and spiritual blessedness here and hereafter. The country was
full of meetings of persons of all sorts and ages to read, pray, and
sing praises. Oftentimes the people were wrought up into the highest
transports of love, joy, and admiration, and had such views of the
Divine perfections, and the excellencies of Christ, that, for five or
six hours together, their souls reposed in a kind of sacred elysium,
until the body seemed to sink beneath the weight of Divine discoveries,
and nature was deprived of all ability to stand or speak. Connected
with all this, there were no enthusiastic impulses, or supposed
revelations, but trembling reverence, the mildest meekness, and warmest
charity. To use Edwards’ own language, “The New Jerusalem, in this
respect, had begun to come down from heaven, and perhaps never were
more of the prelibations of heaven’s glory given upon earth.”
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