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
Monday 21. Mr. _H――――n_, who had accompanied Lady _M――――_ to town, with
her and her brother, dined with us. She is the most affable lady I have
ever seen, and dresses almost as plain ♦as we do.
♦ duplicate word “as” removed
Sunday, October 4. In the evening my soul was quickened while Mr.
_T――――r_ was preaching on the parable of the dry bones.
*Tuesday, November 17. On this day were united, my uncle _F――――_, and
my truly dear and respected friend Mrs. _M―――― L――――_. With unspeakable
pleasure I embraced her, as a most dear loved relative. With the same
satisfaction she was received by those of my aunts, who reside in this
place, as their sister; and I doubt not will be by those who are now
absent, when they hear the surprising tidings. My heart’s desire and
prayer to God for them is, that they may be long blest with each other;
that this union may be a means of uniting them more closely to the
blessed bridegroom of the church; and that finally, they and we may be
received into the family of heaven, with a _Well-done good and faithful
servants, enter ye into the joy of your Lord_.
Thursday 19. The committing a known sin, threw me into exquisite
distress, so that I hardly dared to go to prayer, and Satan making the
best of his opportunity sorely wounded me; yea, had slain me, had not
the sinner’s friend stept in to rescue me, and given me hope. This hope
was confirmed in meeting my class on Tuesday. Blessed be his name for
this! But still this can’t suffice, unless he give me his dear self
which my soul truly longeth for.
Sunday 29. I spent the day profitable, and comfortably, thanks be to
God. Mr. _T――――r_ preached in the evening on _Isaiah lv. 1_. _Ho, every
one that thirsteth, &c._ O how sweet an invitation to the thirsty soul!
Lord, give me grace to accept it. Thursday evening my uncle preached on
_Mark vii. 24_. _But he could not be hid._ After sermon he informed us
of Mr. _P――――n_’s being taken to rest on Sunday, November 22, who about
two months ago was standing in that pulpit, inviting sinners to come
to Christ in the most earnest manner: he then dined with us, and after
dinner sung a hymn very suitable, (as it has proved) for himself, who
was so soon to enter into the joy of his Lord. It was a funeral hymn,
and begun with these lines,
“Away with our sorrow and fear,
We soon shall recover our home,
The city of saints shall appear,
The day of eternity come.
“From earth we shall quickly remove,
And mount to our native abode,
The house of our Father above:
The palace of angels and God.”
*My mind was much taken up all the evening, and the following day,
with the thought of death; which occasioned many serious reflections.
I think if the Lord would make me meet for glory, I could (young as I
am,) quit the world, and not leave a wish behind: but the Lord’s will
be done!
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