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
Saturday 21. All this week, I have experienced a stayedness of mind,
and a degree of recollection for which I desire to be thankful. But
alas! I do not find that earnestness, that hungering and thirsting
which I did. Lord what is the cause? O remove it whatever it be!
Remove the accursed thing, which separates between thee and my soul.
On Saturday night, the Lord was pleased to shew me the thing which had
quenched that earnestness, and I am not sensible that I have this week
yielded to it. O what a good God is ours! He shewed me my sin: he gave
me to feel remorse for it, and then imparted power to subdue it. Lord
give me a thankful heart.
Sunday 22. This morning I was much affected in reading the 15th verse
of the 4th chapter of the _Hebrews_. _For we have not an high priest
who cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities: for he
was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin._ O what
comfortable words, especially when the enemy is pouring in floods of
temptation upon us; at such a time how sweet is the meditation upon
such words! How comfortable the reflection that our God knows, and not
only knows but sympathizes with us in all our afflictions, distresses,
and temptations; and will assuredly deliver us out of them! O may this
scripture be ever present with my mind, and may it prove a comfort to
me in trials, while it also hinders me from yielding to my spiritual
enemy, by assuring me that Jesus is ever able and willing to help me.
Wednesday 25. I was impressed with a sense of gratitude to God for
sending his Son into the world, to be born of a pure virgin, and in
a mean manger, and all to rescue me from endless woe. O that my heart
may never for one moment, lose the sense of this great and inestimable
blessing.
*Sunday 29. I was not very well, and stayed at home with my friend Miss
_H――――_ who was in great affliction for the loss of poor, or rather
happy little _Ned H――――_. He died of a scarlet-fever a week ago. O
that I was as safely landed on the happy shore! But alas! I am still
in an evil world, and liable to crosses and temptations: Yea liable to
fall from grace when I get it, and perhaps to be lost for ever? Lord
preserve me, and when I die, O let me die unto thee.
Tuesday 31. The watch-night was to last till half past twelve: but
we came home between ten and eleven. I would not go to bed till near
twelve, spending the time in prayer and meditation. Lord make me truly
thankful for thy mercy, in bringing me to the conclusion of another
year, and grant that I may spend the ensuing year to the glory of thy
blessed name, through Jesus Christ.
Wednesday, January 1. I awoke in a lukewarm state, and though I
endeavoured to pray, yet it was not with that life and fervency I
desired. O how many have been cut off in the last year, and I am yet
upon praying ground! Lord spare me yet another year, and O let it be
spent so, as will shew my gratitude to thee, for this undeserved mercy.
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