The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 12 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 12 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
As these poor Pagans stood in need of having “line upon line, and
precept upon precept,” in order to their being grounded in the
principles of Christianity; so I preached “publickly and taught from
house to house,” almost every day for _whole weeks_ together. And my
_public_ discourses did not then make up the one half of my work, while
there were so many constantly coming to me with that important inquiry,
“What must we do to be saved?” And yet I can say, (to the praise of
God) that the success with which my labours were crowned, unspeakably
more than compensated for the labour itself, and was likewise a great
means of carrying me through fatigues, which my nature would have sunk
under, without such an encouraging prospect. But although this success
has afforded matter of support, comfort and thankfulness: yet in this
season I have found great need of assistance in my work, and have been
much oppressed for want of _one_ to bear a part of my _labours_ and
_hardships_.――――
“May the Lord of the harvest send forth other labourers into this part
of his harvest, that those who sit in darkness may see great light, and
that the whole earth may be filled with the knowledge of himself!”
[Tuesday, November 5. He left the Indians, and spent the remaining part
of this week in travelling to various parts of New-Jersey, in order
to get a _collection_ for the use of the Indians, and to obtain a
_school-master_ to instruct them.]
Lord’s day, November 10. [At Elisabeth-Town] I preached in the forenoon
from 2 Corinthians v. 20. God was pleased to give me freedom and
fervency; and the presence of God seemed to be in the assembly; numbers
were affected, and there were many tears among them. In the afternoon
I preached from Luke xiv. 22. “And yet there is room.” I was favoured
with divine assistance in the first prayer, and poured out my soul to
God with a filial temper; the living God also assisted me in sermon.
Friday, November 15. I could not cross the ferry by reason of the
violence of the wind; nor could I enjoy any place of retirement at
the ferry house. Yet God gave me some satisfaction in meditation, and
lifting up my heart to God in the midst of company. And although some
were drinking and talking profanely, yet my mind was calm and composed.
And I could not but bless God, that I was not like to spend an eternity
in such company.
Saturday, November 16. I crossed the ferry and arrived at
Elisabeth’s-Town near night. I was in a composed frame of mind,
and felt an entire resignation with respect to a loss I had lately
sustained, in having my horse stolen from me the last Wednesday night.
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