The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 10 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 10 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
♦ “hath” replaced with “had” per Errata
2. This discovery could not but be full of ravishing sweetness,
considering the state wherein it found me. I was condemned by God and
my own conscience, and under pressing fears of a present execution of
the sentence. When the labours of the day required that I should sleep,
and my body wasted with the disquiet of my mind, yet I was afraid to
close my eyes lest I should wake in hell, and durst not suffer myself
to sleep, till I was beguiled into it I knew not how. Was it strange,
that the hopes of pardon were sweet to one in such a condition, whereby
I laid down in safety and quiet rest, while there was none to make me
afraid? A little before, the _waters compassed me about, even to the
soul! the deep closed me round about, I went down to the bottoms of
the mountains, and said, I am cast out of_ God’s _sight_. Now, was
it any wonder that such an one should rejoice, when brought into a
garden of delights and set down under the refreshing rays of the sun
of righteousness? And the things he discovered to me here were not only
altogether new and such as I was utterly unacquainted with before; but
also glorious in themselves. It was the glory of the Lord that shone
round about me; and I saw such _things as eye hath not seen, beside
thee, O_ God. In a word, what I saw was (what the angels desire to look
into) _the mystery of godliness_, the wonders of God’s law, and the
_unsearchable riches of his mercy_.
3. This discovery was of longer continuance, and far brighter than any
I have had since: it shone in its glory for ten days; nor was it quite
gone for a long time after; and while it lasted, new discoveries were
daily made. God carried me from one thing to another, and in this short
space taught me more than I had learned by all my study in my whole
life. Yea, he taught me the things I had learned before, in another,
and quite different manner. Every day he instructed me out of the
scriptures, walking and talking with me by the way, and opening them to
me, which before was as a sealed book, wherein whatever I read was dark.
Indeed all this time my mind was almost wholly taken up about spiritual
things; and whatever occur’d in reading, meditation, converse, or daily
observation, it (like a mold) cast into its own shape. All this while
I was carried out to extraordinary diligence in duty. It was not as
formerly, a burthen; but my heart was enlarged, so that I ran in the
ways of God’s ordinances and commandments. And herein my soul often
made me like _the chariots of Aminadab_, not easily to be stopped;
sometimes to the disgust of these who did not taste the same ravishing
sweetness which I enjoyed. But the life of all was, that God, by
keeping his glory continually in my eye, kept me humble and self-denied
all this while: seeing him I loathed myself. Beholding his glory I was
_in my own eyes as a grashopper, as nothing, less than nothing, and
vanity.
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