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At length we have a House capable of containing the whole society. We met there this evening to renew our covenant with God; and we never met on that solemn occasion without a peculiar blessing.

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I dined and drank tea with four German Ministers. I could not but admire the wisdom of those that appointed them. They seem to consider not only the essential points, their sense and piety, but even those smaller things, the good breeding, the address, yea, the persons of those they send into foreign countries.

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I visited a young woman in such terrible fits as I scarce ever saw before; and she was hardly out of one, when she fell into another; so that it seemed she must soon lose her reason, if not her life. But Dr. Wilson, in one or two days’ time, restored her to perfect health.

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Finding many serious persons were much discouraged by prophets of evil, confidently foretelling very heavy calamities, which were coming upon our nation, I endeavored to lift up their hands, by opening and applying those comfortable words: (Psalm 43:5, 6:) “Why art thou so heavy, O my soul? And why art thou so disquieted within me? O put thy trust in God; for I will yet give him thanks, which is the help of my countenance, and my God.” Wednesday, 10, was a National Fast. So solemn a one I never saw before. From one end of the city to the other, there was scarce any one seen in the streets. All places of public worship were crowded in an uncommon degree; and an unusual awe sat on most faces. I preached on the words of God to Abraham, interceding for Sodom, “I will not destroy the city for his sake.”

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I went to Norwich in the stage-coach, with two very disagreeable companions, called a gentleman and gentlewoman, but equally ignorant, insolent, lewd, and profane.

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I went to Yarmouth, and preached to a large and serious congregation. Thursday, 18. I preached at Lowestoft, where is a great awakening, especially among youth and children; several of whom, between twelve and sixteen years of age, are a pattern to all about them.

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I preached at Loddon, and afterwards talked with a girl sixteen years of age. She was justified two months since, and has not yet lost the sight of God’s countenance for a moment; but has been enabled to rejoice evermore, and to pray without ceasing. But being surrounded with relations who neither loved nor feared God, they were pressing upon her continually, till by little and little she sunk back into the world, and had neither the power nor form of religion left.

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I returned to Norwich, and took an exact account of the society. I wish all our Preachers would be accurate in their accounts, and rather speak under than above the truth. I had heard again and again of the increase of the society. And what is the naked truth? Why, I left in it two hundred and two members; and I find one hundred and seventy-nine!

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At twelve I took coach, and in the morning reached London.

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Immediately after preaching at Spitalfields, I hasted away to St. Peter’s, Cornhill, and declared to a crowded congregation, “God hath given us his Holy Spirit.” At four I preached in the new chapel, for the benefit of the Reformation Society. This also I trust will be a means of uniting together the hearts of the children of God of various denominations.

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I went to Bristol. Thursday, 4. I went over to Paulton, and preached at noon to the liveliest people in all the Circuit. This people are now just of the same spirit as those of Bristol were forty years ago.

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I opened the new chapel at Bath. It is about half as large as that at London, and built nearly upon the same model. After reading Prayers, I preached on, “We preach Christ crucified; to the Jews a stumbling-block, and to the Greeks foolishness.” I believe God sent his word home to many hearts. We concluded the service with the Lord’s Supper.

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I began my tour through England and Scotland; the lovely weather continuing, such as the oldest man alive has not seen before, for January, February, and half of March. In the evening I preached at Stroud, the next morning at Gloucester, designing to preach in Stanley at two, and at Tewkesbury in the evening; but the Minister of Gratton (near Stanley) sending me word, I was welcome to the use of his church, I ordered notice to be given, that the service would begin there at six o’clock. Stanley chapel was thoroughly filled at two. It is eighteen years since I was there before; so that many of those whom I saw here then, were now gray-headed; and many were gone to Abraham’s bosom. May we follow them as they did Christ!

I was preparing to go to Gratton, when one brought me word from Mr. Roberts, that he had changed his mind; so I preached in Mr. Stephen’s orchard, to far more than his church would have contained. And it was no inconvenience either to me or them, as it was a mild, still evening.

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I preached at Tewkesbury about noon, and at Worcester in the evening. Thursday, 18. Upon inquiry, I found there had been no morning preaching since the Conference! So the people were of course weak and faint. At noon I preached in Bewdley, in an open space, at the head of the town, to a very numerous and quiet congregation. Here Mrs. C—— informed me, “This day twelvemonth I found peace with God; and the same day my son, till then utterly thoughtless, was convinced of sin. Some time after, he died, rejoicing in God, and praising him with his latest breath.”

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I preached in Bengeworth church about noon, and about six in Pebworth church. Saturday, 20. I went on to Birmingham. Sunday, 21. Just at the time of preaching, at Bromwich-Heath, began such a storm as that which ushered in the year. Yet as no house could contain the people, I was constrained to stand in the court-yard. For a moment I was afraid of the tiles falling on the people; but they regarded nothing but the word. As I concluded, we had a furious shower of hail: Hitherto could the prince of the power of the air go; but no farther.

After preaching at Wednesbury, Darlaston, Dudley, and Wolverhampton, on Wednesday, 24, I went on to Madeley. In the way I finished a celebrated “Essay on Taste.” And is this the treatise that gained the premium? It is lively and pretty; but neither deep nor strong. Scarce any of the terms are accurately defined: Indeed, defining is not this author’s talent. He has not by any means a clear apprehension; and it is through this capital defect, that he jumbles together true and false propositions, in every chapter and in every page.

To this Essay three extracts are subjoined. The first is much to the purpose. The second is a superficial, empty thing. Is this a specimen of the great M. D’Alembert? But I was most surprised at the third. What! is this extracted from the famous Montesquieu? It has neither strength, nor clearness, nor justness of thought! And is this the writer so admired all over Europe? He is no more to be compared to Lord Forbes, or Dr. Beattie, than a mouse to an elephant.

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I preached in the new House which Mr. Fletcher has built in Madeley wood. The people here exactly resemble those at Kingswood; only they are more simple and teachable. But for want of discipline, the immense pains which he has taken with them has not done the good which might have been expected.

I preached at Shrewsbury in the evening, and on Friday, 26, about noon, in the assembly-room at Broseley. It was well we were in the shade; for the sun shone as hot as it usually does at Midsummer. We walked from thence to Coalbrook-Dale, and took a view of the bridge which is shortly to be thrown over the Severn. It is one arch, a hundred feet broad, fifty-two high, and eighteen wide; all of cast-iron, weighing many hundred tons. I doubt whether the Colossus at Rhodes weighed much more.

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I preached at Newcastle-under-Lyne; Sunday, 28, at Burslem, morning and afternoon. Monday, 29. I went on to our loving brethren at Congleton, and preached on the nature of Christian zeal. A measure of this they have already; but they want much more. Tuesday, 30, and the next day, I preached at Macclesfield. The hearts of many were enlarged; and the society I found was increasing both in number and strength.

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About one, I preached at New-Mills, in Derbyshire. A commodious preaching-house, lately built, has proved a blessing to the whole country. They flock together from every quarter, and are thankful both to God and man. In the evening I preached at Stockport, where I received a strange account of poor William Hamilton, who left us to join the Quakers, and is as miserable as he can live, afraid to see any man lest he should kill him. O what a poor exchange has this unhappy man made!

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About one I opened the new chapel at Davyhulme. APRIL 4, (being Easter-Day,) was a solemn festival. In the afternoon I preached at Oldham, to such a congregation as I have not seen since I was in the Cornish amphitheater. And all, beside a few giddy children, were seriously attentive.

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I preached at Northwich. I used to go on from hence to Little-Leigh; but since Mr. Barker is gone hence, that place knows us no more. I cannot but wonder at the infatuation of men that really love and fear God, and yet leave great part of, if not all, their substance to men that neither love nor fear him! Surely if I did little good with my money while I lived, I would, at least, do good with it when I could live no longer.

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I went to Mr. S——’s at Nantwich, a nephew of Mr. Matthew S——; who was, fifty years ago, one of our little company at Oxford, and was then both in person, in natural temper, and in piety, one of the loveliest young men I knew. Mr. Joseph S—— was then unborne, and was for many years without God in the world. But he is now as zealous in the works of God, as he was once in the works of the devil. While I preached it was a season of strong consolation; but one young gentlewoman refused to be comforted. She followed me into Mr. S——’s all in tears; but would neither touch meat nor drink. After I had spent a little time in prayer, she broke out into prayer herself; and she did not cease, till God turned her sorrow into joy unspeakable. After preaching at Alpraham and Chester, on Wednesday I went on to Warrington. The proprietor of the new chapel had sent me word, that I was welcome to preach in it; but he had now altered his mind: So I preached in our own; and I saw not one inattentive hearer. I preached at Liverpool in the evening, and the next day; at Wigan on Friday; on Saturday and Sunday at Bolton. Monday, 12. I preached at Bury about one; and in the evening at Rochdale. Now was the day of visitation for this town. The people were all on fire: Never was such a flame kindled here before; chiefly by the prayer-meetings scattered through the town. Tuesday, 13. I preached at nine to a crowded audience in the new House at Bacup; at one in the shell of the house at Padiham, where there is at length a prospect of peace, after abundance of disturbance, caused by one who neither fears God nor reverences man. In the evening I preached at Colne; but the people were still in such a panic, that few durst go into the left-hand gallery. Wednesday, 14. After a delightful ride through the mountains, I preached first in Todmorden, and then in Heptonstall church. I afterwards lodged at the Ewood, which I still love for good Mr. Grimshaw’s sake.

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I went to Halifax, where a little thing had lately occasioned great disturbance. An angel blowing a trumpet was placed on the sounding-board over the pulpit. Many were vehemently against this; others as vehemently for it: But a total end was soon put to the contest; for the angel vanished away. The congregations, morning and evening, were very large; and the work of God seems to increase, in depth as well as extent.

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In the morning I preached in Haworth church; but in the afternoon I could not. Thousands upon thousands were gathered together, so that I was obliged to stand in the church-yard. And I believe all that stood still were able to hear distinctly.

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I preached in Bingley church to a numerous congregation. I dined with Mr. Busfield, in his little paradise; but it can give no happiness unless God is there. Thence I went to Otley. Here also the work of God increases; particularly with regard to sanctification. And I think every one who has experienced it, retains a clear witness of what God has wrought.

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I was a little surprised at a passage in Dr. Smollet’s “History of England,” vol. xv., pp. 121, 122: —

“Imposture and fanaticism still hang upon the skirts of religion. Weak minds were seduced by the delusions of a superstition, styled Methodism, raised upon the affectation of superior sanctity, and pretensions to divine illumination. Many thousands were infected with this enthusiasm by the endeavors of a few obscure Preachers, such as Whitefield, and the two Wesleys, who found means to lay the whole kingdom under contribution.” Poor Dr. Smollet! Thus to transmit to all succeeding generations a whole heap of notorious falsehoods!

“Imposture and fanaticism!” Neither one nor the other had any share in the late revival of scriptural religion, which is no other than the love of God and man, gratitude to our Creator, and goodwill to our fellow-creatures. Is this delusion and superstition? No, it is real wisdom; it is solid virtue. Does this fanaticism “hang upon the skirts of religion?” Nay, it is the very essence of it. Does the Doctor call this enthusiasm? Why? Because he knows nothing about it. Who told him that these “obscure Preachers” made “pretensions to divine illumination?” How often has that silly calumny been refuted to the satisfaction of all candid men? However, they “found means to lay the whole kingdom under contribution.” So does this frontless man, blind and bold, stumble on without the least shadow of truth!

Meantime, what faith can be given to his history? What credit can any man of reason give to any fact upon his authority?

In travelling this week I looked over Baron Swedenborg’s “Account of Heaven and Hell.” He was a man of piety, of a strong understanding, and most lively imagination; but he had a violent fever when he was five-and-fifty years old, which quite overturned his understanding. Nor did he ever recover it; but it continued “majestic, though in ruins.” From that time he was exactly in the state of that gentleman at Argos, — Qui se credebat miros audire tragaedos,

In vacuo laetus sessor plausorque theatro.

Who wondrous tragedies was wont to hear,

Sitting alone in the empty theater.

His words, therefore, from that time were aegri somnia, the dreams of a disordered imagination; just as authentic as Quevedo’s “Visions of Hell.” Of this work in particular I must observe, that the doctrine contained therein is not only quite unproved, quite precarious from beginning to end, as depending entirely on the assertion of a single brain-sick man; but that, in many instances, it is contradictory to Scripture, to reason, and to itself. But, over and above this, it contains many sentiments that are essentially and dangerously wrong. Such is that concerning the Trinity; for he roundly affirms God to be only one person, who was crucified: So that he revives and openly asserts the long-exploded heresy of the Sabellians and Patripassians; yea, and that of the Anthropomorphites; affirming that God constantly appears in heaven in the from of a man. And the worst is, he flatly affirms, “None can go to heaven, who believes three persons in the Godhead:” Which is more than the most violent Arian or Socinian ever affirmed before.

Add to this, that his ideas of heaven are low, grovelling, just suiting a Mahometan paradise; and his account of it has a natural tendency to sink our conceptions, both of the glory of heaven, and of the inhabitants of it; whom he describes as far inferior both in holiness and happiness to Gregory Lopez, or Monsieur De Renty. And his account of hell leaves nothing terrible in it; for, first, he quenches the unquenchable fire. He assures us there is no fire there; only he allows that the governor of it, the devil, sometimes orders the spirits that behave ill to be “laid on a bed of hot ashes.” And, secondly, he informs you, that all the damned enjoy their favorite pleasures. He that delights in filth is to have his filth; yea, and his harlot too! Now, how dreadful a tendency must this have in such an age and nation as this! I wish those pious men, Mr. Clowes and Clotworthy, would calmly consider these things, before they usher into the world any more of this madman’s dreams.

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I preached at Huddersfield, where there is a great revival of the work of God. Many have found peace with God: Sometimes sixteen, eighteen, yea, twenty in one day. So that the deadly wound they suffered, when their Predestinarian brethren left them, is now fully healed; and they are not only more lively, but more in number, than ever they were before.

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I saw a melancholy sight indeed! One that ten years ago was clearly perfected in love; but was worried by Mr.——, day and night, threaping him down he was in a delusion, that at length it drove him stark mad. And so he continues to this day. Observe! it was not Perfection drove this man mad, but the incessant teasing him with doubtful disputations.

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I had promised to preach at six in the morning, to the poor prisoners at Whiteley. Though the ground was covered with snow, so many people flocked together, that I was constrained to preach in the court of the prison. The snow continued to fall, and the north wind to whistle round us; but I trust God warmed many hearts.

I preached at Wakefield in the evening; Thursday, 29, at Rothwell and Leeds; and on Friday noon, at Harewood. In the afternoon we walked to Mr. Lascelles’s house. It is finely situated on a little eminence, commanding a most delightful prospect of hill and dale, and wood and water. It is built of a fine white stone, with two grand and beautiful fronts. I was not much struck with anything within. There is too much sameness in all the great houses I have seen in England; two rows of large, square rooms, with costly beds, glasses, chairs, and tables. But here is a profusion of wealth; every pane of glass, we were informed, cost six-and-twenty shillings. One looking-glass cost five hundred pounds, and one bed, six hundred. The whole floor was just on the plan of Montague House; now the British Museum. The grounds round the house are pleasant indeed, particularly the walks on the river-side, and through the woods. But what has the owner there of, save the beholding them with his eyes?

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I looked over the first volume of Mr. Bryant’s “Ancient Mythology.” He seems to be a person of immense reading, and indefatigable industry. But I have two objections to the whole work:

1. That his discoveries, being built chiefly on etymologies, carry no certainty in them.

2. That were they ever so certain, they are of no consequence. For instance, Whether Chiron was a man or a mountain, — and whether the Cyclops were giants or watch-towers, — are points of no manner of importance, either to me or any man living.

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Dr. Kershaw, the Vicar of Leeds, desired me to assist him at the sacrament. It was a solemn season. We were ten Clergymen, and seven or eight hundred communicants. Mr. Atkinson desired me to preach in the afternoon. Such a congregation had been seldom seen there; but I preached to a much larger in our own House at five; and I found no want of strength.

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After having visited the intermediate societies, I came to Darlington, and found some of the liveliest people in the north of England. All but one or two of the society are justified; great part of them partakers of the great salvation; and all of them seem to retain their first simplicity, and to be as teachable as little children.

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I preached in the market-place; and all the congregation behaved well, but a party of the Queen’s Dragoons. Monday, 10. I preached at Barnard-Castle; and saw a quite different behavior in the Durham Militia; the handsomest body of soldiers I ever saw, except in Ireland. The next evening they all came, both Officers and soldiers, and were a pattern to the whole congregation. In my journey to Brough, (where I preached at noon,) I read over a volume of Dr. Blair’s Sermons. He is an elegant, but not a deep, writer; much resembling, but not equaling, Mr. Seed. I do not remember that any day in January, February, or March, was near so cold as this.

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After preaching at Cuthburton and in Teesdale, I went a little out of my way, to see one of the wonders of nature. The river Tees rushes down between two rocks, and falls sixty feet perpendicular into a basin of water, sixty feet deep. In the evening I preached to the lovely congregation in Weardale, and the next day went on to Newcastle.

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I preached at Gateshead-Fell in the morning; and in the new House, near Sheephill, at noon. Here the work of God greatly revives; many are lately convinced of sin, and many enabled, from day to day, to rejoice in God their Savior.

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About noon I preached at Shields, and in the evening at Sunderland. Tuesday, 18. I read Prayers and preached in Monkwearmouth church; and Thursday, 20, returned to Newcastle. Sunday, 23. In the morning I preached at Ballast-Hills; about two, at the Fell; about five, at the Garth-Heads. The congregation was double to that at the Fell; and I trust God gave us a double blessing.

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I preached at five in the Orphan-House; about nine, at Placey; at noon, in the market-house, at Morpeth. Many soldiers, who were marching through the town, came in; and the power of the Lord was present to heal. In the evening I preached in the Court-House, at Alnwick, and at night was no more tired than in the morning.

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We walked through the Castle. Two of the rooms are more elegant than even those at Harewood-House. But it is not a profusion of ornaments, (they are exceeding plain and simple,) it is not an abundance of gold and silver, but a je ne scai quoi, that strikes every person of taste. In the evening I preached in the Town-Hall, at Berwick. Many Officers, as well as soldiers, were there; and the whole congregation seemed much affected. Shall we see fruit at Berwick also?

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We had such a congregation at Dunbar as I have not seen there for many years. Thursday, 27. I went on to Edinburgh. I was agreeably surprised at the singing in the evening. I have not heard such female voices, so strong and clear, anywhere in England.

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I went to Glasgow, and preached in the House; but the next evening, by the river-side. Sunday, 30. At seven I spoke exceeding strong words, in applying the parable of the Sower. In the afternoon I went to the English chapel. But how was I surprised! Such decency have I seldom seen even at West-Street, or the new Room in Bristol.

1. All, both men and women, were dressed plain: I did not see one high head:

2. No one took notice of any one, at coming in; but, after a short ejaculation, sat quite still:

3. None spoke to any one during the Service, nor looked either on one side or the other:

4. All stood, every man, woman, and child, while the Psalms were sung:

5. Instead of an unmeaning voluntary, was an anthem, and one of the simplest and sweetest I ever heard:

6. The Prayers, preceding a sound, useful sermon were seriously and devoutly read:

7. After service, none bowed, or courtesied, or spoke, but went quietly and silently away.

After church, I preached again by the river-side, to a huge multitude of serious people: I believe, full as many more as we had the Sunday before, at Newcastle. Surely we shall not lose all our labor here.

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I returned to Edinburgh; and, JUNE 1, set out on my northern journey. In the evening I preached at Dundee. The congregation was, as usual, very large and deeply attentive. But that was all. I did not perceive that any one was affected at all. I admire this people: So decent, so serious, and so perfectly unconcerned.

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We went on to Arbroath, where was near as large a congregation as at Dundee, but nothing so serious. The poor Glassites here, pleading for a merely notional faith, greatly hinder either the beginning or the progress of any real work of God. Thursday, 3. I preached at Aberdeen, to a people that can feel as well as hear. Friday, 4. I set out for Inverness, and about eight preached at Inverury, to a considerable number of plain country people, just like those we see in Yorkshire. My spirit was much refreshed among them, observing several of them in tears. Before we came to Strathbogie, (now new-named Huntley,) Mr. Brackenbury was much fatigued. So I desired him to go into the chaise, and rode forward to Keith.

Mr. Gordon, the Minister, invited us to drink tea at his house. In the evening I went to the market-place. Four children, after they had stood a while to consider, ventured to come near me; then a few men and women crept forward; till we had upwards of a hundred. At nine on Sunday, 6, I suppose they were doubled; and some of them seemed a little affected. I dined at Mr. Gordon’s, who behaved in the most courteous, yea, and affectionate, manner. At three I preached in the kirk, one of the largest I have seen in the kingdom, but very ruinous. It was thoroughly filled, and God was there in an uncommon manner. He sent forth his voice, yea, and that a mighty voice; so that I believe many of the stout-hearted trembled. In the evening I preached once more in the market-place, on those awful words, “Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.”

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I came to Grange-Green, near Forres, about twelve o’clock. But I found the house had changed its master since I was here before, nine years ago. Mr. Grant (who then lived here in his brother’s house) was now Sir Lodowick Grant; having succeeded to the title and estate of Sir Alexander, dying without issue. But his mind was not changed with his fortune. He received me with cordial affection, and insisted on my sending for Mrs. Smith and her little girl, whom I had left at Forres. We were all here as at home, in one of the most healthy and most pleasant situations in the kingdom; and I had the satisfaction to observe my daughter sensibly recovering her strength, almost every hour. In the evening all the family were called in to prayers; to whom I first expounded a portion of Scripture. Thus ended this comfortable day. So has God provided for us in a strange land!

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I found another hearty welcome from Mr. Dunbar, the Minister of Nairn. A little after ten I preached in his kirk, which was full from end to end. I have seldom seen a Scotch congregation so sensibly affected. Indeed it seemed that God smote the rocks, and brake the hearts of stone in pieces.

In the afternoon I reached Inverness, but found a new face of things there. Good Mr. Mackenzie had been for some years removed to Abraham’s bosom. Mr. Fraser, his colleague, a pious man of the old stamp, was likewise gone to rest. The three present Ministers are of another kind; so that I have no more place in the kirk; and the wind and rain would not permit me to preach on the Green. However, our House was large, though gloomy enough. Being now informed, (which I did not suspect before,) that the town was uncommonly given to drunkenness, I used the utmost plainness of speech; and I believe not without effect. I then spent some time with the society, increased from twelve to between fifty and sixty: Many of these knew in whom they had believed; and many were going on to perfection: So that all the pains which have been taken to stop the work of God here, have hitherto been in vain.

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We had another rainy day, so that I was again driven into the House; and again I delivered my own soul, to a larger congregation than before. In the morning we had an affectionate parting, perhaps to meet no more. I am glad, however, that I have made three journeys to Inverness. It has not been lost labor.

Between ten and eleven I began preaching at Nairn. The House was pretty well filled again; and many more of the Gentry were there, than were present on Tuesday. It pleased God to give me again liberty of speech, in opening and applying those words, “God is a Spirit; and they that worship him, must worship him in spirit and in truth.”

About two we reached Sir Lodowick Grant’s. In the evening we had a very serious congregation. Afterwards I spent an hour very agreeably with the family, and two or three neighboring gentlemen.

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We did not stop at Keith, but went on to Strathbogie. Here we were in a clean, convenient house, and had everything we wanted. All the family very willingly joined us in prayer. We then slept in peace.

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About one I preached at Inverury, to a larger congregation than before, and was again refreshed with the simplicity and earnestness of the plain country-people. In the evening, I preached at Aberdeen. Sunday, 13. I spoke as closely as I could, both morning and evening, and made a pointed application to the hearts of all that were present. I am convinced this is the only way whereby we can do any good in Scotland. This very day I heard many excellent truths delivered in the kirk. But as there was no application, it was likely to do as much good as the singing of a lark. I wonder the pious Ministers in Scotland are not sensible of this. They cannot but see, that no sinners are convinced of sin, none converted to God, by this way of preaching. How strange is it then, that neither reason nor experience teaches them to take a better way!

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I preached again at Arbroath; Tuesday, 15, at Dundee; and Wednesday, 16, at Edinburgh. Thursday, 17. I examined the society. In five years I found five members had been gained! Ninety-nine being increased to a hundred and four. What then have our Preachers been doing all this time?

1. They have preached four evenings in the week, and on Sunday morning; the other mornings they have fairly given up.

2. They have taken great care not to speak too plain, lest they should give offense.

3. When Mr. Brackenbury preached the old Methodist doctrine, one of them said, “You must not preach such doctrine here.

The doctrine of Perfection is not calculated for the meridian of Edinburgh” Waving then all other hindrances, is it any wonder, that the work of God has not prospered here?

On Friday and Saturday, I preached with all possible plainness; and some appeared to be much stirred up. On Sunday, 20, I preached at eight, and at half an hour past twelve; and God gave us a parting blessing. I was in hopes of preaching abroad at Dunbar in the evening, but the rain would not permit. Monday, 21. I preached in the Court-House at Alnwick; and finding the people were greatly alarmed, with the news of the French and Spanish fleets, I opened and applied, “Say ye to the righteous, it shall be well with him.” I believe many laid hold of the promise, and were not a little comforted.

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Finding the panic had spread to Newcastle, I strongly enforced those words, “The Lord sitteth above the waterfloods; the Lord reigneth a King for ever.” Wednesday, 23. I rested here. Lovely place, and lovely company! But I believe there is another world: Therefore, I must “arise and go hence!”

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I preached at Stockton-upon-Tees at noon, and at Yarm in the evening. Friday, 25. At two in the afternoon I preached to a lovely congregation, at Potto, and to such another at Hutton-Rudby. I was afterwards agreeably surprised in examining the select society. Many of them have been members thereof for near twenty years. And not one of them has lost the pure love of God ever since they first received it.

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After preaching at Stokesley and Guisborough, I went on to our loving, earnest brethren at Whitby; just of the same spirit with those at Darlington, in the opposite point of the Circuit.

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I preached at eight in the Room, and at five in the market-place, to a huge congregation. They were deeply attentive; but no more affected than the stones they stood upon.

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I preached in the new preaching-house, at Robin Hood’s Bay, and then went on to Scarborough. Tuesday, 29, I spent agreeably and profitably with my old friends; and in my way to Bridlington, Wednesday, 30, took a view of Flamborough-Head. It is an huge rock, rising perpendicular from the sea to an immense height, which gives shelter to an innumerable multitude of sea-fowl of various kinds. I preached in the evening at Bridlington, and afterwards heard a very uncommon instance of paternal affection: — A gentleman of the town had a favorite daughter, whom he set up in a milliner’s shop. Some time after she had a concern for her soul, and believed it her duty to enter into the society. Upon this her good father forbad her his house; demanding all the money he had laid out; and required her instantly to sell all her goods, in order to make the payment!

In this journey I looked over the “History of Whitby,” in which are many curious things. Among others, there is an account of St. Ninian, a Monk of Whitby Abbey, long before the Conquest. Here is also an account of the father of the Percy family: He came over with William the Conqueror, and took his name from a town in Normandy. So the pretty tale of piercing the eye of the Scotch King proves to be mere invention!

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This was the first of eighteen or twenty days full as hot as any I remember in Georgia; and yet the season is remarkably healthy. I preached in Beverley at soon, and at Hull in the evening. Saturday, 3. I reached Grimsby, and found a little trial. In this, and many other parts of the kingdom, those striplings, who call themselves Lady Huntingdon’s Preachers, have greatly hindered the work of God. They have neither sense, courage, nor grace, to go and beat up the devil’s quarters, in any place where Christ has not been named; but wherever we have entered as by storm, and gathered a few souls, often at the peril of our lives, they creep in, and, by doubtful disputations, set every one’s sword against his brother. One of these has just crept into Grimsby, and is striving to divide the poor little flock; but I hope his labor will be in vain, and they will still hold “the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.”

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I had designed to preach abroad at Louth; but the rain drove us into the House. In the evening I expounded, and strongly applied, the story of Dives and Lazarus. The whole congregation, except a few poor gentlemen, behaved with decency.

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I preached about eleven, at Langham-Row, to a congregation gathered from many miles round, on, “How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts!” As a great part of them were athirst for perfect love, they drank in every word. In the afternoon we went to Raithby. It is a small village on the top of a hill. The shell of Mr. Brackenbury’s house was just finished, near which he has built a little chapel. It was quickly filled with deeply serious hearers. I was much comforted among them, and could not but observe, while the landlord and his tenants were standing together, how

Love, like death, makes all distinctions void.

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After an absence of near twenty years, I once more visited poor Coningsby, and preached at eleven in their new preaching-house, to a plain, simple people. In the evening I took my usual stand in the market-place at Horncastle. The wild men were more quiet than usual; I suppose, because they saw Mr. Brackenbury standing by me; whom they knew to be in Commission for the Peace, for this part of the county.

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I preached at Sturton and Gainsborough; and Thursday, 8, at Scotter, where the poor people walk “in the fear of the Lord, and in the comfort of the Holy Ghost.” In the evening I preached at Ouston; and on Friday, 9, went on to Epworth. How true is this trite remark, — Nescio qua natale solum dulcedine cunetos

Ducit, et immemores non sinet esse sua!

The natal soil to all how strangely sweet!

The place where first he breathed who can forget!

In the evening I took my usual stand in the market-place; but had far more than the usual congregation. Saturday, 10. Taking a solitary walk in the churchyard, I felt the truth of, “One generation goeth, and another cometh.” See how the earth drops its inhabitants as the tree drops its leaves!

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About eight I preached at Misterton; and about one at Overthorpe. But good Alice Shadford was not there. She was long “a mother in Israel,” a burning and shining light, an unexceptionable instance of perfect love. After spending near a hundred years on earth, she was some months since transplanted to paradise.

So general an out-pouring of God’s Spirit we had seldom known, as we had at Epworth in the afternoon.

Like mighty wind, or torrent fierce,

It did opposers all o’errun.

O that they may no more harden their hearts, lest God should swear, “They shall not enter into my rest!”

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I preached at Crowle; and afterwards searched the church-yard, to find the tomb of Mr. Ashbourn. We could find nothing of it there. At length we found a large flat stone in the church; but the inscription was utterly illegible, the letters being filled up with dust. However, we made a shift to pick it out; and then read as follows: — HERE LIES THE BODY

OF

MR. SOLOMON ASHBOURN.

HE DIED IN 1711;

AND SOLEMNLY BEQUEATHED THE FOLLOWING VERSES TO

HIS PARISHIONERS: —

“Ye stiff-necked and uncircumcised in heart and ears, ye do always resist the Holy Ghost: As your fathers did, so do ye.” — Acts 7:51.

“I have labored in vain, I have spent my strength for nought, and in vain: Yet surely my judgment is with the Lord, and my work with my God.” — Isaiah 49:4.

But that generation, which was abandoned to all wickedness, is gone: So are most of their children. And there is reason to hope, that the curse entailed on them and their children is gone also: For there is now a more lively work of God here, than in any of the neighboring places.

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About noon I preached at Swinfleet, under the shade of some tall elms. At six in the evening I preached on the Green at Thorne, to a multitude of people. The work of God goes on swiftly here: Many are awakened, many converted to God. Wednesday, 14. I preached to an elegant congregation at Doncaster; in the evening to a numerous one at Rotherham. Thursday, 15. I preached in Paradise Square, in Sheffield, to the largest congregation I ever saw on a week-day. Friday, 16. I preached in the evening at Derby, to many genteel and many plain people. Saturday,

17. I preached at noon in Castle-Donnington; but in the open air, for there was no enduring, the House. Yet they persuaded me to preach within at Nottingham in the evening; but the House was as hot as an oven. Sunday,

18. I made shift to preach in the Room at eight; but at five I went to the Cross. We had a London congregation; and all as well behaved as if they had been in Moorfields.

One who had left us, to join the Quakers, desired to be present at the love-feast; in the close of which, being able to contain himself no longer, he broke out and declared, he must join us again. I went home with him; and, after spending some time in prayer, left him full of love and thankfulness.

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At five our House was quite filled with people, and with the presence of God. Farewell, ye loving, lovely followers of the Lamb! May ye still adorn the doctrine of God your Savior!

About nine I preached in the market-place at Loughborough; about noon, at Griffy-Dam; and in the evening, at Ashby. Tuesday, 20. I preached in Markfield church about noon; and in the evening at Leicester; where we had an exceeding solemn time, while I described the Son of man coming in his glory.

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The House was filled at five, and we had another solemn opportunity. About eight, calling at Hinckley, I was desired to preach: As also at Forcell, ten or twelve miles farther. When I came to Coventry, I found notice had been given for my preaching in the park; but the heavy rain prevented. I sent to the Mayor, desiring the use of the Townhall. He refused; but the same day gave the use of it to a dancing-master. I then went to the women’s market. Many soon gathered together, and listened with all seriousness. I preached there again the next morning, Thursday, 22, and again in the evening. Then I took coach for London. I was nobly attended; behind the coach were ten convicted felons, loudly blaspheming and rattling their chains; by my side sat a man with a loaded blunderbuss, and another upon the coach.

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Both the chapels were full enough. On Monday, I retired to Lewisham to write. Tuesday, AUGUST 3. Our Conference began; which continued and ended in peace and love. Sunday, 8. I was at West-Street in the morning, and at the new chapel in the evening, when I took a solemn leave of the affectionate congregation. This was the last night which I spent at the Foundery. What hath God wrought there in one-and-forty years!

AN EXTRACT

OF THE

REV. MR. JOHN WESLEY’S

JOURNAL

FROM AUGUST 9, 1779, TO SEPTEMBER 3. 1782

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I set out for Wales, with my brother and his family. In the evening I preached at Oxford; the next, at Witney. Wednesday. We went on to Gloucester, where I preached with much satisfaction to a crowded audience. Thursday, 12. We went on to Monmouth, where the late storm is blown over. I preached at six in the evening, but did not observe one inattentive person then, any more than at five in the morning.

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As I was going down a steep pair of stairs, my foot slipped, and I fell down several steps. Falling on the edge of one of them, it broke the case of an Almanack, which was in my pocket, all to pieces. The edge of another stair met my right buckle, and snapped the steel chape of it in two; but I was not hurt. So doth our good Master give his angels charge over us! In the evening I preached at Brecknock; and, leaving my brother there, on Saturday, 14, went forward to Carmarthen.

This evening, and in the morning, Sunday, 16, the new preaching-house contained the congregation; but in the afternoon we had, I think, the largest congregation I ever saw in Wales. I preached on the Gospel for the day, the story of the Pharisee and the Publican; and I believe many were constrained to cry out, for the present, “God be merciful to me a sinner! “

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In the evening I preached in the market-place again, to a very serious congregation; many of whom were in tears, and felt the word of God to be sharper than a two-edged sword.

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Having some steep mountains to climb, I took a pair of post-horses. About four miles from the town, one of them began to kick and flounce, without any visible cause, till he got one of his legs over the pole. Mr. Broadbent and I then came out of the chaise, and walked forward. While the drivers were setting the chaise right, the horses ran back almost to the town; so that we did not reach Llyngwair till between two and three o’clock. Mr. Bowen was not returned from a journey to Glasgow. However, I spent a very comfortable evening with Mrs. Bowen and the rest of the family.

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I preached about ten in Newport church; and then we went on to Haverfordwest. Here we had a very different congregation, both as to number and spirit; and we found the society striving together for the hope of the Gospel. Thursday, 19. We went over to Fracoon, one of the loveliest places in Great Britain. The house stands in a deep valley, surrounded with tall woods, and them with lofty mountains. But, as Admiral Vaughan was never married, this ancient family will soon come to an end. At two I preached in Newcastle church, and in the evening at Haverford.

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Many of us met at noon, and spent a solemn hour in intercession for our King and country. In the evening the House was thoroughly filled with people of all denominations. I believe they all felt that God was there, and that he was no respecter of persons.

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I went to Pembroke. Understanding that a large number of American prisoners were here, in the evening I took my stand over against the place where they were confined; so that they all could hear distinctly. Many of them seemed much affected. O that God may set their souls at liberty!

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Mr. Rees, a neighboring Clergyman, assisting me, I began at St. Daniel’s between nine and ten. The congregation came from many miles round; and many of them were greatly refreshed. While we rode to Haverford after dinner, I think it was full as hot as it used to be in Georgia; till about five o’clock a violent shower exceedingly cooled the air; but it ceased in half an hour, and we had then such a congregation as was scarce ever seen here before; and though many of the Gentry were there, yet a solemn awe spread over the whole assembly.

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I came once more to Carmarthen. Finding the people here (as indeed in every place) under a deep consternation through the terrible reports which flew on every side, I cried aloud in the market-place, “Say ye unto the righteous, it shall be well with him.” God made it a word in season to them, and many were no longer afraid.

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Setting out immediately after preaching, about eight I preached at Kidwelly, about nine miles from Carmarthen, to a very civil and unaffected congregation. At eleven, though the sun was intensely hot, I stood at the end of the church-yard in Llanelly, and took occasion from a passing-bell strongly to enforce those words, “It is appointed unto men once to die.” About six I preached at Swansea to a large congregation, without feeling any weariness.

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I preached at five; and about eight in the Town-Hall at Neath. In the afternoon I preached in the church near Bridge-End, to a larger congregation than I ever saw there before; and at six, in the Town-Hall at Cowbridge, much crowded, and hot enough. The heat made it a little more difficult to speak; but, by the mercy of God, I was no more tired when I had done, than when I rose in the morning.

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I preached at five, and again at eleven. I think this was the happiest time of all. The poor and the rich seemed to be equally affected. O how are the times changed at Cowbridge, since the people compassed the house where I was, and poured in stones from every quarter! But my strength was then according to my day; and (blessed be God!) so it is still. In the evening I preached in the large hall at Mr. Matthew’s in Llandaff. And will the rich also hear the words of eternal life? “With God all things are possible.”

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I preached at Cardiff about noon, and at six in the evening. We then went on to Newport; and setting out early in the morning, reached Bristol in the afternoon. Sunday, 29. I had a very large number of communicants. It was one of the hottest days I have known in England. The thermometer rose to eighty degrees; — as high as it usually rises in Jamaica.

Being desired to visit a dying man on Kingsdown, I had no time but at two o’clock. The sun shone without a cloud; so that I had a warm journey. But I was well repaid; for the poor sinner found peace. At five I preached to an immense multitude in the Square; and God comforted many drooping souls.

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I set out for the west, and in the evening preached at Taunton, on, “Walk worthy of the Lord.” Tuesday, 31. After preaching at Collumpton about noon, in the evening I preached at Exeter, in a convenient Room, lately a school; I suppose formerly a chapel. It is both neat and solemn, and is believed to contain four or five hundred people. Many were present again at five in the morning, SEPTEMBER 1, and found it a comfortable opportunity. Here a gentleman, just come from Plymouth, gave us a very remarkable account: — “For two days the combined fleets of France and Spain lay at the mouth of the harbor. They might have entered it with perfect ease. The wind was fair; there was no fleet to oppose them; and the island, which is the grand security of the place, being incapable of giving them any hindrance; for there was scarce any garrison, and the few men that were there had no wadding at all, and but two rounds of powder.” But had they not cannon? Yes, in abundance; but only two of them were mounted! Why then did they not go in, destroy the dock, and burn, or at least plunder, the town? I believe they could hardly tell themselves. — The plain reason was, the bridle of God was in their teeth; and he had said, “Hitherto shall ye come, and no farther.” After preaching at Tiverton, Halberton, Taunton, and South-Brent in the way, on Saturday, 4, I returned to Bristol.

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Being willing to make the best of the fine weather, I preached at eight on the quay, on, “The Lord sitteth above the water-flood: And the Lord remaineth a King for ever.” At ten I began the service at Kingswood; and in the afternoon preached in the avenue, to a multitude of people. But we had five or six times as many at King’s Square; and great was our rejoicing in the Lord.

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I preached on David’s prayer, “Lord, turn the counsel of Ahithophel into foolishness.” And how remarkably has he heard this prayer with regard to the French Ahithophels!

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I preached at Paulton, where the people are still all alive, and the society is still as one family; consequently it increases both in grace and number. At six I preached at Pensford, and spent a pleasant evening with the lovely family at Publow. Where is there such another? I cannot tell: I doubt, not in Great Britain or Ireland.

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I found it work enough to read Prayers, and preach, and administer the sacrament to several hundred people. But it was comfortable work; and I was no more tired at the end than at the beginning.

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I preached at Bath and Bradford; on Tuesday, at the end of the new House, in Frome. Wednesday, 15. I preached at Malcolm and Shaftesbury; Thursday, 16, at Shepton-Mallet. Here also, as well as at Paulton, (the two most unlikely places in the Circuit,) a spreading flame is kindled. I preached at Coleford in the evening. Among this plain, simple people, the power of God is always present.

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The rain would not suffer me to preach abroad. On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday examined the society, and found a large number had been called home this year. A few are still tottering over the grave; but death hath lost its sting.

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I preached in the afternoon near the fish-ponds. The people here had been remarkably dead for many years; but since that saint of God, Bathsheba Hall, with her husband, came among them, a flame is broke out. The people flock together in troops, and are athirst for all the promises of God.

In the evening one sat behind me in the pulpit at Bristol, who was one of our first Masters at Kingswood. A little after he left the school, he likewise left the society. Riches then flowed in upon him; with which, having no relations, Mr. Spencer designed to do much good — after his death. “But God said unto him, Thou fool!” Two hours after, he died intestate, and left all his money to be scrambled for! Reader! if you have not done it already, make your Will before you sleep!

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James Gerrish, jun., of Roade, near Frome, was for several years zealous for God: But he too grew rich, and grew lukewarm, till he was seized with a consumption. At the approach of death he was “horribly afraid;” he was “in the lowest darkness, and in the deep.” But “he cried unto God in his trouble,” and was “delivered out of his distress.” He was filled with peace and joy unspeakable and so continued till he went to God. His father desired I would preach his funeral sermon; which I accordingly did this day, at Roade. I concluded the busy day with a comfortable watch-night at Kingswood.

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I preached at Pill. On Wednesday opened the new chapel in Guinea-Street. Thursday, 30. I preached at Amesbury, on Communion with God, while deep awe sat on the face of all the people. Friday, OCTOBER 1. I took a solemn leave of the children at Kingswood. Several of them have been convinced of sin again and again; but they soon trifled their convictions away.

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I preached once more in the Square, to a multitude of people; and afterwards spent a solemn hour with the society, in renewing our covenant with God.

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I left Bristol, preached at the Devizes at eleven, and in the evening at Sarum. Tuesday, 5. I preached at Whitchurch, where many, even of the rich, attended, and behaved with much seriousness. Wednesday, 6. At eleven I preached in Winchester, where there are four thousand five hundred French prisoners. I was glad to find they have plenty of wholesome food; and are treated, in all respects, with great humanity. In the evening I preached at Portsmouth-Common. Thursday, 7. I took a view of the camp adjoining to the town, and wondered to find it as clean and neat as a gentleman’s garden. But there was no Chaplain. The English soldiers of this age have nothing to do with God!

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We took chaise, as usual, at two, and about eleven came to Cobham. Having a little leisure, I thought I could not employ it better than in taking a walk through the gardens. They are said to take up four hundred acres, and are admirably well laid out. They far exceed the celebrated gardens at Stow; and that in several respects: —

1. In situation; lying on a much higher hill, and having a finer prospect from the house.

2. In having a natural river, clear as crystal, running beneath and through them.

3. In the buildings therein; which are fewer indeed, but far more elegant; yea, and far better kept, being nicely clean, which is sadly wanting at Stow.

And, lastly, In the rock-work; to which nothing of the kind at Stow is to be compared.

This night I lodged in the new house at London. How many more nights have I to spend there?

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I began my little tour into Northamptonshire. In the evening I preached at Stony-Stratford; the next day at Honslip, and at Morton, a little mile from Buckingham. Wednesday, 13. Having so lately seen Stourhead and Cobham gardens, I was now desired to take a view of the much more celebrated gardens at Stow. The first thing I observed was the beautiful water which runs through the gardens, to the front of the house. The tufts of trees, placed on each side of this, are wonderfully pleasant; and so are many of the walks and glades through the woods, which are disposed with a fine variety. The large pieces of water interspersed give a fresh beauty to the whole. Yet there are several things which must give disgust to any person of common sense: —

1. The buildings, called Temples, are most miserable, many of them both within and without. Sir John Vanbrugh’s is an ugly, clumsy lump, hardly fit for a gentleman’s stable.

2. The temples of Venus and Bacchus, though large, have nothing elegant in the structure; and the paintings in the former, representing a lewd story, are neither well designed nor executed. Those in the latter are quite faded, and most of the inscriptions vanished away.

3. The statues are full as coarse as the paintings, particularly those of Apollo and the Muses, whom a person, not otherwise informed, might take to be nine cook-maids.

4. Most of the water in the ponds is dirty, and thick as puddle.

5. It is childish affectation to call things here by Greek or Latin names, as Styx, and the Elysian Fields.

6. It was ominous for My Lord to entertain himself and his noble company in a grotto built on the bank of Styx; that is, on the brink of hell.

7. The river on which it stands is a black, filthy puddle, exactly resembling a common sewer.

8. One of the stateliest monuments is taken down, — the Egyptian Pyramid; and no wonder, considering the two inscriptions, which are still legible; the one, —

Linquenda tellus, et domus, et placens

Uxor: Neque harum, quas colis, arborum

Te praeter invisas cupressos,

Ulla brevem dominum sequetur!

The other; —

Lusisti satis, edisti satis, atque bibisti:

Tempus abire tibi est: Ne potum largius aequo

Rideat, et pulset lasciva decengius aegas.¹

Upon the whole, I cannot but prefer Cobham gardens to those at Stow: For,

1. The river at Cobham shames all the ponds at Stow.

2. There is nothing at Stow comparable to the walk near the wheel which runs up the side of a steep hill, quite grotesque and wild.

3. Nothing in Stow gardens is to be compared to the large temple, the pavilion, the antique temple, the grotto, or the building at the head of the garden; nor to the neatness which runs through the whole. But there is nothing even at Cobham to be compared,

1. To the beautiful cross at the entrance of Stourhead gardens.

2. To the vast body of water.

3. The rock-work grotto.

4. The temple of the sun.

5. The hermitage.

Here too every thing is nicely clean, as well as in full preservation. Add to this, that all the gardens hang on the sides of a semicircular mountain. And there is nothing either at Cobham or Stow which can balance the advantage of such a situation.

On this and the two following evenings I preached at Whittlebury, Towcester, and Northampton. On Saturday I returned to London.

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I set out for Sussex; and after visiting the societies there, returned to London on Saturday, 23. I was in hopes, by bringing her with me, to save the life of Miss A., of Ewhurst, far gone in a consumption. But she was too far gone: So that though that journey helped her for awhile, yet she quickly relapsed, and soon after died in peace.

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I preached a charity sermon in Shadwell church. I spoke with all possible plainness. And surely some, out of an immense multitude, will receive the truth, and bring forth fruit with patience.

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I set out for Norwich. Tuesday, 26. I went on to Yarmouth; on Wednesday to Lowestoft; on Friday to London. Saturday, 30. I came to Norwich again.

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I crossed over to Lynn, and settled the little affairs there; on Wednesday, 3 went on to Colchester; and on Friday, to London.

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I began examining the society, which usually employs me eleven or twelve days.

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I had the pleasure of an hour’s conversation with Mr. G., one of the members of the first Congress in America. He unfolded a strange tale indeed! How has poor K. G. been betrayed on every side! But this is our comfort: There is One higher than they. And He will command all things to work together for good.

The following week I examined the rest of our society; but did not find such an increase as I expected. Nay, there was a considerable decrease, plainly owing to a senseless jealousy that had crept in between our Preachers; which had grieved the Holy Spirit of God, and greatly hindered his work.

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My brother and I set out for Bath, on a very extraordinary occasion. Some time since Mr. Smyth, a Clergyman, whose labors God had greatly blessed in the north of Ireland, brought his wife over to Bath, who had been for some time in a declining state of health. I desired him to preach every Sunday evening in our chapel, while he remained there. But as soon as I was gone, Mr. M’Nab, one of our Preachers, vehemently opposed that; affirming it was the common cause of all the Lay Preachers; that they were appointed by the Conference, not by me, and would not suffer the Clergy to ride over their heads; Mr. Smyth in particular, of whom he said all manner of evil. Others warmly defended him. Hence the society was torn in pieces, and thrown into the utmost confusion.

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I read to the society a paper which I wrote near twenty years ago on a like occasion. Herein I observed, that “the rules of our Preachers were fixed by me, before any Conference existed,” particularly the twelfth: “Above all, you are to preach when and where I appoint.” By obstinately opposing which rule, Mr. M’Nab has made all this uproar. In the morning, at a meeting of the Preachers, I informed Mr. M’Nab, that, as he did not agree to our fundamental rule, I could not receive him as one of our Preachers, till he was of another mind.

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I read the same paper to the society at Bristol, as I found the flame had spread thither also. A few at Bath separated from us on this account: But the rest were thoroughly satisfied. So on Friday, 26, I took coach again, and on Saturday reached London.

In this journey I read Dr. Warner’s History of Ireland, from its first settlement to the English Conquest; and, after calm deliberation, I make no scruple to pronounce it a mere senseless romance. I do not believe one leaf of it is true, from the beginning to the end. I totally reject the authorities on which he builds: I will not take Flagherty’s or Keating’s word for a farthing. I doubt not, Ireland was, before the Christian era, full as barbarous as Scotland or England. Indeed it appears from their own accounts, that the Irish in general were continually plundering and murdering each other from the earliest ages to that period: And so they were ever since, by the account of Dr. Warner himself, till they were restrained by the English. How then were they converted by St. Patrick? Cousin-german to St. George! To what religion? Not to Christianity. Neither in his age, nor the following, had they the least savor of Christianity, either in their lives or their tempers.

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I preached a charity sermon at St. Peter’s, Cornhill. Monday,

29. I visited the societies in Kent, and returned on Saturday.

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In applying those words, “What could I have done for my vineyard which I have not done!” I found such an uncommon pouring out of the convincing Spirit, as we have not known for many years. In the evening the same Spirit enabled me strongly to exhort a numerous congregation, to “come boldly to the throne of grace;” and to “make all their requests known unto God with thanksgiving.”

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I preached in Redriff chapel, a cold, uncomfortable place, to a handful of people, who appeared to be just as much affected as the benches they sat upon.

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In speaking on those words, “Set thy house in order; for thou shalt die and not live,” I took occasion to exhort all who had not done it already, to settle their temporal affairs without delay. Let not any man who reads these words put it off a day longer!

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I retired to Lewisham, and settled the society–book. Fifty-seven members of the society have died this year; and none of them “as a fool dieth.” An hundred and seventy have left the society. Such are the fruits of senseless prejudice.

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We began the service at the new chapel, as usual, at four in the morning. Afterwards I read prayers and preached and administered the Lord’s Supper at West-Street. In the afternoon I preached at the new chapel again; then met the society; and afterwards, the married men and women. But after this I was no more tired than when I rose in the morning.

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Mr. Hatton, lately come from America, gave us an account of his strange deliverance. He was Collector of the Customs for the eastern ports of Maryland, and zealous for King George. Therefore the rebels resolved to dispatch him; and a party was sent for that purpose under one Simpson, who owed him five hundred pounds. But first he sent him the following note: —

“Sir,

“WE are resolved to have you dead or alive. So we advise you to give yourself up, that you may give us no more trouble.

“ I am, Sir,

“Your obedient servant.”

Mr. Hatton not complying with this civil advice, a party of rifle-men were sent to take him. He was just going out, when a child told him they were at hand, and had only time to run and get into a hollow which was under the house. The maid clapped to the trap-door, and covered it over with flax. They searched the house from top to bottom, opened all the closets, turned up the beds, and, finding nothing, went away. He was scarce come out, when another party beset the house, and came so quick, that he had but just time to get in again; and the maid, not having flax enough at hand, covered the door with foul linen. When these also had wearied themselves with searching, and went away, he put on his boots and great coat, took a gun and a rug, (it being a sharp frost,) and crept into a little marsh near the house. A third party came quickly, swearing he must be about the house, and they would have him if he was alive. Hearing this, he stole away with full speed, and lay down near the sea-shore, between two hillocks, covering himself with sea-weeds. They came so near that he heard one of them swear, “If I find him, I will hang him on the next tree.” Another answered, “I will not stay for that: I will shoot him the moment I see him.”

After some time, finding they were gone, he lifted up his head, and heard a shrill whistle from a man fifty or sixty yards off. He soon knew him to be a deserter from the rebel army. He asked Mr. H. what he designed to do; who answered, “Go in my boat to the English ships, which are four or five and twenty miles off.” But the rebels had found and burnt the boat. So, knowing their life was gone if they stayed till the morning, they got into a small canoe, (though liable to overset with a puff of wind,) and set off from shore. Having rowed two or three miles, they stopped at a little island, and made a fire, being almost perished with cold. But they were quickly alarmed, by a boat rowing toward the shore. Mr. Hatton, standing up, said, “We have a musket and a fuse. If you load one, as fast as I discharge the other, I will give a good account of them all.” He then stepped to the shore, and bade the rowers stop, and tell him who they were; declaring he would fire among them, if any man struck another stroke. Upon their answering, he found they were friends, being six more deserters from the rebel army. So they gladly came on shore, and brought provisions with them to those who before had neither meat nor drink. After refreshing themselves, they all went into the boat, and cheerfully rowed to the English ships.

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We concluded the year at West-Street, with a solemn watch-night. Most of the congregation stayed till the beginning of the year, and cheerfully sang together, —

Glory to God, and thanks, and praise,

Who kindly lengthens out our days, etc.

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