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vent the good which is in us from being evil spoken of; but if the neglect of known duties be the one condi. tion of securing our reputation, why, fare it well. We know whom we have believed, and what we thus lay out He will pay us again. Your son already stands before the judgment-feat of Him who judges righteous judgment; at the brightness of whose presence the clouds remove; his eyes are open, and he sees clearly whether it was “Blind zeal and a thorough mistake of true religion, that hurried him on in the error of his way,” or whether he acted like a faithful and wise servant, who from a just sense that his time was short, made haste to finish his work before his Lord's coming, that when laid in the balance he might not be found wanting. I have now largely and plainly laid before you

the real ground of all the strange outcry you have heard ; and am not without hope that by this fairer representation of it than you probably ever received before, both you and the clergyman you formerly mentioned may have a more favourable opinion of a good cause, tho' under an ill name. Whether you have or no, I shall ever acknowledge my best services to be due to yourself and your family, both for the generous affistance you have given my Father, and for the invalu. able advantages your son has (under God) bestowed on,

Sir, Your ever obliged

And most obedient Servant,




By the Rev. Mr. SAMUEL WESLEY.


F ought beneath them happy souls attend,

And hear well-pleas'd. Let Libertines lo gay
With careless indolence despise the Lay;
Let critick wits, and fools for laughter born
Their verdiet pass with supercilious fcorn;
Let jovial crowds by wine their senses drown'd,
Stammer out censure in their franrick round;
Let yawning fluggards faint dislike display,
Who, while they trust to-morrow, lose to-day ;
Let such as these the sacred strains condemn ;
For 'ris true glory to be hiss'd by them.

Wise in his prime, he waited not for noon,
Convinc'd, that mortal never liv'd too soon.
As if foreboding then his little stay,
He made his morning bear the heat of day.
Fix'd, while unfading glory he pursues,
No ill to hazard, and no good to lose.
No fair occafion glides unheeded by ;
Snatching the golden moments as they fly,
He by few fleeting hours ensures eternity.

Friendship's warm beams his artless breast inspire,
And tend'rest rev'rence for a much lov'd fire,
He dar'd for heav'n this flatt'ring world forego,
Ardent to teach, as diligent to know.
Unwarp'd by sensual views, or vulgar aims,
By idle riches, or by idler names.
Fearful of Sin in every close disguise,
Unmov'd by threat’ning or by glozing lies.
Seldom indeed the wicked came so far,
Forc'd by his piety to defensive war ;
Whose zeal for other men's salvation shown,
Beyond the reach of hell secur’d his own.


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"Glad’ning the poor, where'er his steps he turn'd,
Where pin’d the orphan, or the widow mourn'd;
Where prisoners figh'd beneath guilt's horrid stain,
The worst confinement and the heaviest chain.
Where death's sad shade th’uninstructed sight
Veil'd with thick darkness in the land of light.
Our Saviour thus fulfill'd his great design,
(If human we may liken to divine)
Heal'd each disease that bodies frail endure,
And preach'd th' unhop'd for Gospel to the poor,

To means of grace the last respect he shew'd,
Nor sought new paths, as wiser than his God:
Their facred strength preserv'd him from extremes
Of empty outside or enthusiast dreams;
Whims of Molinos, loft in rapture's mist,
Or, Quaker, late-reforming quietist.

He knew that works our faith must here employ,
And that 'iis heaven's great business to enjoy.
Fix'd on that heav’n he death's approaches saw,
Nor vainly murmur'd at our nature's law :
Repin'd not that his youth so soon should go,
Nor griev'd for fleeting pleasures here below.
Of sharpeit anguish scorning to complain,
He fills with mirth the intervals of pain.
Not only unappallid but joyful fees
The dark, cold passage ihat must lead to peace ;
Strong with immortal bloom secure to rile,
The tears for ever banish'd from his eyes,

Who now regrets his early youth would spend
The life so nobly that so soon should end ?
Who blames the Stripling for performing more
Than doctors grave, and prelates of threescore ?
Who now esteems his fervour indiscreet,
His prayers too frequent, or his alms too great ?.
Who thinks, where blest he reigns beyond the sky,
His crown too radiant, or his throne too high?
Who but the fiend, who once his course withstood
And whisperd - Stay till fifty to be good ?”
Sure, if believ'd, t'obtain his hellish aim,
Adjourning to the time that never came.




O&tober 14, 1735, to February 1, 1738.

TUESDAY, O&t. 14, 1735, Mr. Benjamin Ingham,',

of Queen's College, Oxford, Mr. Charles Delamotte, son of a merchant in London, who had offered himself some days before, my brother Charles Wesley, and myself, took boat for Gravesend, in order to embark for Georgia. Our end in leaving our native country, was not to avoid want (God having given us plenty of temporal blessings) nor to gain the dung or dross of riches or honour: but singly this, To save our fouls, to live wholly to the glory of God. In the afternoon we found the Simmonds off Gravesend, and i immediately went on board..

Wednesday and Thursday we spent with one or two of our friends, partly on board and partly on shore, in exhorting one another to “shake off every weight, and to run with patience the race set before us.

Friday 17. I began to learn German, in order to converse with the Moravians, fix and twenty of whom we had on board. On Sunday, the weather being fair: and calm, we had the morning-service on quarter deck. I now first preached extempore, and then administered the Lord's Supper to fix or seven communicants. Ai little flock. May God increase it !

Monday. 20. Believing the denying ourselves even in the smallest instances, might, by the blefling of God be helpful to us, we wholly left off the use of fein and


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wine, and confined ourselves to vegetable food, chiefly rice and bisket. In the afternoon David Nichman, bishop of the Moravians, and two others began to learn English. O may we be, not only of one tongue, but of one mind and of one heart!

Tuesday 21. We failed from Gravesend. When we were past about half the Goodwin Sands, the wind suddenly failed. Had the calm continued till ebb, the fhip had probably been lost. But the gale sprung up again in an hour, and carried us into the Downs.

We now began to be a little regular. Our common way of living was this. From four in the morning till I five each of us used private prayer.

From five to seven we read the Bible together, carefully comparing it (that we might not lean to our own understandings) with the writings of the earliest ages. At seven we break fasted. At eight were the public prayers. From nine to twelve I usually learned German, and Mr. Delamotte, Greek. My brother writ Sermons, and Mr. Ingham instructed the children. At twelve we met to give an account to one another what we had done since our last meeting, and what we designed to do be. fore our next. About one we dined. The time from dinner to four, we spent in reading to those of whom each of us had taken charge, or in speaking to them severally, as need required. At four were the evening prayers; when either the second lesson was plained, (as it always was in the morning) or the children were catechised, and instructed before the congregarion. From fix to seven I read in our cabbin to two or three of the passengers (of whom there were about eighty English on board) and each of my brethren to a few more in theirs. At seven I joined with the Germans in their public service; while Mr. Ingham was reading between the decks, to as many as desired to hear. At eight we met again, to exhortand instruct one eno:her. Between nine and ten we went to bed, where neither the roaring of the sea, nor the motion of the ship, could take away the refreshing Deep which God gave us.

Friday 24. Having a rolling fea, most of the paffengers found the effects of it. Mr. Delarotte was exceeding fick, for several days : Mr. Ingham for about half an hour. My brother's head ached much,



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