The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 14 (of 32)Wesley, John
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The works of the Rev. John Wesley, Vol. 14 (of 32)
Wesley, John
Methodist Church; Theology -- Early works to 1800; Theology -- History -- 18th century
*I have all this day been in a disposition to cast my crown at his feet.
I cannot express how much I choose to give all the glory to Christ my
Lord. All within me acknowledges he is worthy to receive all glory.
My love to Mrs. ――――. Tell her, not one tittle shall fail of all the
good things God hath spoken to her of. Only let her be strong, and not
stagger at any of the promises. I believe, I need not say, pray always
for
_Your most affectionate sister in Jesus_.
* * * * *
To Mrs. _E. D._
_My dear friend_,
I Know you will rejoice to hear, God has gotten himself the victory,
in the most stubborn heart, that ever submitted to Jesus.
He is my king, and makes me sit
In willing bonds beneath his feet.
Praise him, O my soul, praise him, O my sister, for still he is
bringing lost sinners to God. Yea, he has brought _me_ to God. I feel
myself weak as helpless infancy; but Christ my strength is with me: at
last I am a fool for his sake.
*When I left you on Friday, and had finished my business, I sat down
alone and in misery. The Lord directed me to those words: _be not
affrighted: I know whom ye seek; Jesus of Nazareth: he is not here, he
is risen, and lo he goeth before you into Galilee; there shall you see
him_. I believed I should, and came home in peaceful expectation. One
who had seen his great salvation prayed, that he would bless me also:
but my own wisdom opposed his coming, and the conflict was great. At
length my vehement soul stood still, and the mountains flowed down at
his presence. My heart was filled with holy shame and humble joy: I was
a little child. I entered the kingdom; we praised our King till morning,
and his praise is ever new and sweet. The Lord causes us to cease from
our own works, and he is glorified. O pray for us! Pray for _me_, who
every moment need the merit of his death. I can say no more, but I do
love Christ, and I love _you_ better than ever.
* * * * *
_My dear friend_,
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