The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 09 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 09 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
_To my most dearly beloved, my Christian friends
in |Taunton|, salvation_.
_Most loving brethren_,
I SHALL never forget your old kindnesses; would I never so fain forget
them, yet I could not, they are so continually renewed; for there is
never a day but I hear of them: nay, more than hear of them, I feel and
taste them. The God that hath promised they that give to a _prophet_
but a cup of cold water, shall receive a _prophet_’s reward: he will
recompense your labour of love, your fervent prayers, your care for my
welfare, and your bountiful supplies. I do and will bless the Lord as
long as I live, that he hath cast my lot in so fair a place, to dwell
in your communion; and especially to go in and out before you, and
to be the messenger of the Lord of hosts to you, to proclaim his law,
and to preach his excellencies, to be his spokesman to you, and to woo
for him, to espouse you to one husband, and to present you as a chaste
virgin unto Christ. Lord! how unworthy am I, of this glorious dignity,
which I verily believe the brightest angels in heaven would be glad of!
I cannot repent, notwithstanding all the difficulties that attend his
despised servants, and that are like to attend them; I have set my hand
to his plough; and when I was entered into the sacred office, I told
you, “Most gladly do I take up this office with all the persecution,
affliction, difficulties and inconveniences that do and may attend it.”
And blessed be God, I am through his goodness of the same mind still;
and my tribulations for Christ, confirm my choice and resolution to
serve him with much more than my labours. *Brethren, let them take up
with the world that have no better portion; be content that they should
bear away the riches, and preferments, and glory, and splendor of the
world. Alas! You have no reason to envy them: verily they have a lie
in their right-hand: Ah! How soon will their hopes fail them! How soon
will the crackling blast be out, and leave them in eternal darkness!
They shall go to the generation of their fathers, they shall never see
light; like sheep they shall be laid in their graves, and the upright
shall have dominion over them in the morning. But for you, my brethren,
I am jealous that none of you should come short of the glory of God.
I am ambitious for you that you should be all the heirs of an endless
life, of the inheritance incorruptible, undefiled, and that fadeth not
away.
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