The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 13 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 13 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
attended with a deafness that encreased gradually, till at last there
was no conversing with her. She was also deprived very early of speech,
which as she retained her senses, rendered her situation very trying,
as well as deprived her friends of that profit and satisfaction, which
might otherwise have been expected. But on Thursday the 14th, (before
the disease had made so great a progress, tho’ even then her speech was
thick, and her hearing dull) she desired the whole family, would come
and pray with her, and to some of her friends made this good confession:
that she had found Christ, that she loved God, knowing that he had
first loved her, that she was now neither afraid nor unwilling to die;
and that she experienced unspeakable, and till now, unknown happiness.
From this time she spoke but little, except about two days afterwards,
when she said to one who desired her to speak to her, that she was
perfectly resigned to the divine will; this she uttered with difficulty,
and could add no more. But tho’ her lips were thus closed to all
below, it was evident, her heart was open to God in prayer, which was
discernable from the frequent lifting up of her hands and eyes with
great devotion; in this posture she sweetly yielded up her spirit on
the 21st instant, at the age of near 17 years.
* * * * *
An EXTRACT from her
JOURNAL.
TUESDAY, January 1st, 1765, when I awoke in the morning, I found my
heart raised in thankfulness to God for his mercies, in bringing me
to the beginning of another year; and found my soul much in the same
frame all the day. *O! may this year be spent more to the glory of my
Almighty Maker and Preserver, than the last has been: and may every
thought, word and work, tend to this glorious end.
Wednesday 2, I found a blessing while dressing, but lost it by giving
way to levity; yet the merciful Lord restored it to me in the evening:
blessed be his name.
Thursday 3. I found my soul in a dead, dull frame, with a great
disinclination to duty, which I did not yield to, and tho’ I found no
immediate blessing, yet I doubt not, but the Lord was pleased with my
endeavours to wait upon him.
Friday 4. I awoke with some degree of comfort, and had my thoughts
stayed on the things of God. I found a desire, while I heard the book
of martyrs read, of being like them; but could not submit to die for
the truth as they did; it seemed too great a trial to flesh and blood:
yet I trust was the Lord to call me to it, he would give me strength to
bear it.
Saturday 5. I spent the morning in writing letters to my dear friends
in Antigua, for whom I find the most tender affection. O! that we may
all at length meet around the throne, and stand at the last day among
the sheep at his right hand!
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