The Life of the Rev. George Whitefield, Volume 1 (of 2)Tyerman, L. (Luke)
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The Life of the Rev. George Whitefield, Volume 1 (of 2)
Tyerman, L. (Luke)
Whitefield, George, 1714-1770
Such was the active and happy life of Whitefield during the two
months that he spent at Stonehouse. In letters to the brother of
the clergyman for whom he was officiating, he wrote:--"Be pleased
to send me the 'Poor Country Curate,' and Flavel's 'Husbandry
Spiritualized.' I know not what to do for want of a clock in the
house.[93] The country now looks like a second paradise. This seems
the pleasantest place I ever was in. Surely I can never be thankful
enough for being sent hither. People flock to hear the word of God
from the neighbouring villages, as well as our own. They gladly
receive me into their houses. I have no let or hindrance to my
ministerial business. Stonehouse people and I agree better and
better. I believe we shall part weeping. Your observations on the
weather were pertinent and spiritual. Honest James and I were out
in the midst of the lightning, and never were more delighted in
our lives. May we be as well pleased when the Son of God cometh to
judgment!"
[93] As yet, he evidently was not the rich possessor of a watch.
On leaving Stonehouse, exultant Whitefield went to Bristol. He
writes:--
"The incumbent of Stonehouse being returned from London, and the
people of Bristol having given me repeated invitations, since
the time of my embarking was deferred, I paid them a second
visit on May 23rd. Multitudes came on foot, and many in coaches,
a mile without the city, to meet me; and almost all saluted and
blessed me as I went along the street.
"Upon my coming here, I received letters from London, informing
me that Mr. Oglethorpe would not embark these two months. This
gladdened many hearts, though I cannot say that it did mine; for
I counted the hours, as it were, till I went abroad. I preached,
as usual, about five times a week; but the congregations grew,
if possible, larger and larger. It was wonderful to see how the
people hung upon the rails of the organ loft, climbed upon the
leads of the church, and made the church itself so hot with
their breath, that the steam would fall from the pillars like
drops of rain. Sometimes, almost as many would go away, for
want of room, as came in; and it was with great difficulty that
I got into the desk, to read prayers or preach. Persons of all
denominations flocked to hear. Persons of all ranks, not only
publicly attended my ministry, but gave me private invitations
to their houses. A private Society or two were erected. I
preached and collected for the poor prisoners in Newgate twice
or thrice a week; and many made me large offers if I would not
go abroad.
"During my stay here, I paid another visit to Bath, and preached
three times in the Abbey Church, and once in Queen's Chapel.
People crowded, and were affected as at Bristol; and God stirred
up some elect ladies to give upwards of £160 for the poor of
Georgia."
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