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shewed them their need of a Saviour, from these words, Blessed are the poor in spirit. In the morning I described more fully the way to salvation, Believe in the Lord Jesus, and thou shalt be saved: and then taking leave of my friendly host, before two, came to Abergavenny.

I felt in myself a strong aversion to preaching here. However I went to Mr. W(the person in whose ground Mr. Whitefield preached) to desire the use of it. He sa d "With all his heart- -if the minister was not willing to let me have the use of the church :" after whose refusal (for I wrote a line to him immediately) he invited me to his house. About a thousand people stood patiently (though the frost was sharp, it being after sun set) while from Acts xxviii. 22, I simply described the plain, old religion of the Church of England, which is now almost every where spoken against, under the new name of Methodism. An hour after, I explained it a little more fully, in a neigh bouring house, shewing how God hath exalted Jesus to be a Prince and a Saviour, to give repentance and remission of sins.

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Wednesday 17, The frost was sharper than before. However five or six hundred people stayed, while I explained the nature of that salvation which is through faith, yea, faith alone and the nature of that living faith, through which cometh this salvation. About noon I came to Usk, where I preached to a small company of poor people, on those words, The Son of man is come, to save that which is lost. One grey headed man wept and trembled exceedingly and another who was there (I have since heard) as well as two or three who were at the Devauden, are gone quite distracted: that is, they mourn and refuse to be comforted, till they have redemption through his blood.

When I came to Ponty-pool in the afternoon, being unable to procure any more convenient place, I stood in the street, and cried aloud to five or six hundred attentive hearers, To believe in the Lord Jesus, that they might be saved. In the evening I shewed his willingness to save, all who desire to come unto God through Him. Many were

melted into tears. It may be, that some will bring forth fruit with patience.

Thursday 18, I endeavoured to cut them off from all false supports and vain dependencies, by explaining and applying that fundamental truth, To him that worketh not, but believeth on Him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted to him for righteousness.

When we were at the Devauden on Monday, a poor woman who lived six miles off, came thither in great heaviness She was deeply convinced of sin, and weary of it; but found no way to escape from it. She walked from thence to Abergavenny on Tuesday, and on Wednesday from Abergavenny to Usk. Thence in the afternoon she came to Ponty-pool; where between twelve and one in the morning, after a sharp contest in her soul, our Lord got unto himself the victory: and the love of God was shed abroad in her heart, testifying that her sins were forgiven her. She went on her way rejoicing to Cardiff; whither I came in the afternoon. And about five, (the minister not being willing I should preach in the church on a week-day) I preached in the Shire-hall, (a large convenient place) on, Believe and thou shalt be saved. Several were there who laboured much to make a disturbance. But our Lord suffered them not. At seven I explained to a much more numerous audience, the blessedness of mourning and poverty of spirit. Deep attention sat on the faces of the hearers: many of whom, I trust, have believed our report.

Friday 19, I preached in the morning at Newport, on, What must I do to be saved? to the most insensible, illbehaved people I have ever seen in Wales. One antient man, during a great part of the sermon, cursed and swore almost incessantly and towards the conclusion took up a great stone, which he many times attempted to throw. But that he could not do. Such the champions! Such the arms against field-preaching!

At four I preached at the Shire-hall of Cardiff again, where many gentry, I found, were present. Such freedom of speech I have seldom had, as was given me in explaining

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those words, The kingdom of God is not meat and drink, but righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost. At six almost the whole town, I was informed, came together, to whom I explained the six last beatitudes, but my heart was so enlarged, I knew not how to give over, so that we continued there three hours. O may the seed they have received, have its fruit unto holiness, and in the end, everlasting life!

Saturday 20, I returned to Bristol. I have seen no part of England so pleasant for sixty or seventy miles together, as those parts of Wales I have been in. And most of the inhabitants are indeed ripe for the Gospel. I mean (if the expression appear strange) they are earnestly desirous of being instructed in it: and as utterly ignorant of it they are, as any Creek or Cherikee Indian. I do not mean they are ignorant of the name of Christ. Many of them can say both the Lord's Prayer and the Belief. Nay, and some, all the Catechism: but take them out of the road of what they have learned by rote, and they know no more (nine in ten of those with whom I conversed) either of Gospel salvation or of that faith, whereby alone we can be saved, than Chicali or Tomo Chachi. Now what spirit is he of, who had rather these poor creatures should perish for lack of knowledge, than that they should be saved, even by the exhortations of Howell Harris or an itinerant preacher ?

Finding a slackness creeping in among them who had begun to run well, on Sunday 21, both in the morning and afternoon, I enforced these words, As ye have received the Lord Jesus Christ, so walk ye in him. In the evening I endeavoured to quicken them farther, by describing pure and undefiled religion and the next day, to encourage them in pursuing it, by enforcing those words of our- blessed master, In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer: I have overcome the world.

Tuesday 23, In riding to Bradford, I read over Mr. Law's book on the New Birth: philosophical, speculative, precarious; Behmenish, void and vain!

O what a fall is there!

At eleven I preached at Bearfield to about three thousand, on the spirit of nature, of bondage, and of adoption.

Returning in the evening, I was exceedingly pressed to go back to a young woman in Kingswood. The fact I nakedly relate, and leave every man to his own judgment of it. I went. She was nineteen or twenty years old, but, it seems, could not write or read. I found her on the bed, two or three persons holding her. It was a terrible sight. Anguish, horror, and despair, above all description, appeared in her pale face. The thousand distortions of her whole body shewed, how the dogs of hell were gnawing her heart. The shrieks intermixed were scarce to be endured. But her stony eyes could not weep. She screamed out, as soon as words could find their way, "I am damned, damned; lost for ever. Six days ago you might have helped me. But it is past. I am the devil's now. I have given myself unto him. His I am. Him I must serve. With him I must go to hell. I will be his. I will serve him. I will go with him to hell. I cannot be saved. I will not be saved. I must, I will, I will be damned." She then began praying to the devil. We began

"Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!"

She immediately sunk down as asleep: but as soon as we left off, broke out again, with unexpressible vehemence.

"Stony hearts, break! I am a warning to you. Break, break, poor, stony hearts! Will not you break? What can be done more for stony hearts? I am damned, that you may be saved. Now break, now break, poor, stony hearts! You need not be damned, though I must." She then fixed her eyes on the corner of the dieling and said, "There he is; ay, there he is, come, good devil, come. Take me away. You said, you would dash my brains out. Come, do it quickly. I am your's. I will be your's. Come just Take me away." We interrupted her by calling again upon God; on which she sunk down as before: and another young woman began to roar out aloud as she had done. My brother now came in, it being about nine o'clock. We continued in prayer till past eleven when

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God in a moment spoke peace into the soul, first of the tormented, and then of the other. And they both joined in singing praise to Him, who had stilled the enemy and

the avenger.

Wednesday 24, I preached at Baptist-mills on those words of St. Paul, speaking in the person of one under the law; (that is, still carnal, and sold under sin, though groaning for deliverance) I know that in me dwelleth no good thing. A poor woman told me afterwards, "I does hope as my husband wont hinder me any more. For I minded he did shiver every bone of him, and the tears ran down his cheeks like the rain." I warned our little society in the evening, to beware of levity, slackness in good works, and despising little things; which had caused many to fall again into bondage.

Thursday 25, I was sent for to one in Bristol, who was taken ill the evening before. This fact too I will simply relate, so far as I was an ear, or eye-witness of it. She lay on the ground, furiously gnashing her teeth, and after a while roared aloud. It was not easy for three or four per sons to hold her, especially when the name of Jesus was named. We prayed; the violence of her symptoms ceased, though without a complete deliverance.

In the evening, being sent for to her again, I was unwil ling, indeed afraid to go; thinking it would not avail, unless some who were strong in faith, were to wrestle with God for her. I opened my Testament on those words, I was afraid, and went and hid thy talent in the earth. I stood reproved, and went immediately. She began screaming before I came into the room; then broke out into a horrid laughter, mixed with blasphemy, grievous to hear. One who, from many circumstances, apprehended a preternatural agent to be concerned in this, asking, "How didst thou dare to enter into a Christian?" was answered, "She is not a Christian; she is mine." Q. "Dost thou not tremble at the name of Jesus?" No words followed; but she shrunk back, and trembled exceedingly. Q. "Art thou not increasing thy own damnation ?" It was faintly an

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