Saturday, Nov. 1, While I was preaching at Long-lane, the storm was so exceeding high, that the house we were in shook continually. But so much the more did many rejoice in him whom the winds and the seas obey, finding they were ready to obey his call, if he should then require their souls of them.

Monday 3, We distributed, as every one had need, among the numerous poor of our Society, the clothes of several kinds, which many who could spare them had brought for that purpose.

Monday 10, Early in the morning I set out, and the next evening came to Bristol.

I found my brother (to supply whose absence I came) had been in Wales for some days. The next morning I enquired particularly into the state of the little flock. In the afternoon we met together, to pour out our souls before God, and beseech him to bring back into the way those who had erred from his commandments.

I spent the rest of the week in speaking with as many as I could, either comforting the feeble-minded, or confirming the wavering, or endeavouring to find and save that which was lost.

Sunday 16, After communicating at St. James's, our parish Church, with a numerous congregation, I visited several of the sick. Most of them were ill of the spotted fever which, they informed me, had been extremely mortal, few persons recovering from it. But God had said, Hitherto shalt thou come. I believe, there was not one with 'whom we were, but recovered.

Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, I visited many more, partly of those that were sick or weak, partly of the lame that had been turned out of the way; having a confidence in God, that he would yet return unto every one of these, and leave a blessing behind him.

Thursday 20, My brother returned from Wales. So, early on Friday 21, I left Bristol, and on Saturday, in the afternoon, came safe to London.

Tuesday 25, After several methods proposed for employing those who were out of business, we determined to make a trial of one, which several of our Brethren recommended to us. Our aim was, with as little expence as possible, to keep them at once from want and from idleness, in order to which we took twelve of the poorest, and a teacher, into the society room, where they were employed for four months, till spring came on, in carding and spinning of cotton. And the design answered, they were employed, and maintained, with very little more than the produce of their own labour.

Friday 28, A gentleman came to me full of good-will, to exhort me, 66 not to leave the church; or which was the same thing, in his account, to use extemporary prayer, which, said he, I will prove to a demonstration to be no prayer at all. For you cannot do two things at once. But thinking how to pray, and praying, are two things. Ergo, you cannot both think and pray at once." Now, may it not be proved by the self-same demonstration, that praying by a form is no prayer at all? e. g. "You cannot do two things at once. But reading and praying are two things. Ergo, you cannot both read and pray at once." Q. E. D.

In the afternoon, I was with one of our sisters, who, for two days, was believed to be in the agonies of death, being then in travail with her first child. "But the pain, she declared, was as nothing to her; her soul being filled all that time with joy unspeakable.”

Monday, Dec. 1, Finding many of our brethren and sisters offended at each other, I appointed the several accusers to come and speak face to face with the accused. Some of them came almost every day this week. And most of the offences vanished away. Where any doubt remained, I could only advise them each to look to his own heart; and to suspend their judgments of each other, until God should bring to light the hidden things of darkness.

Friday 12, Having received many unpleasing accounts concerning our little Society in Kingswood, I left London, and after some difficulty and danger, by reason of much ice

in the road, on Saturday evening came to my brother at Bristol, who confirmed to me what I did not desire to hear.

Sunday 14, I went to Kingswood, intending, if it should please God, to spend some time there, if haply I might be an instrument in his hand, of repairing the breaches which had been made: that we might again, with one heart and one mouth, glorify the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Monday 15, I began expounding, both in the morning and evening, our Lord's Sermon upon the Mount. In the day-time, I laboured to heal the jealousies and misunderstandings which had arisen, warning every man, and exhorting every man, "See that ye fall not out by the way."

Tuesday 16, In the afternoon I preached on, Let patience have her perfect work. The next evening Mr. Cennick came back from a little journey into Wiltshire. I was greatly surprised, when I went to receive him, as usual, with open arms, to observe him quite cold, so that a stranger would have judged he had scarce ever seen me before. However, for the present I said nothing, but did him honour before the people.

Friday 19, I pressed him to explain his behaviour. He told me many stories which he had heard of me. Yet it seemed to me something was still behind. So I desired we might meet again in the morning.

Saturday 20, A few of us had a long conference together. Mr. Cennick now told me plainly, "He could not agree with me, because I did not preach the truth, in particular, with regard to election." We then entered a little into the controversy; but without effect.

Sunday 21, In the morning I enforced those words, Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought to love one another. Three of our sisters I saw in the afternoon, all supposed to be near death, and calmly rejoicing in hope of speedily going to him whom their souls loved.

At the love feast which we had in the evening at Bristol, seventy or eighty of our brethren and sisters from Kingswood were present, notwithstanding the heavy snow. We all walked home together, through the most violent storm

of sleet and snow which I ever remember; the snow also lying above knee deep in many places. But our hearts were warmed, so that we went on rejoicing and praising God for the consolation.

Wednesday 24, My brother set out for London. Thursday 25, I met with such a case, as I do not remember either to have known or heard of before. L

Smafter many years of mourning, was filled with peace and joy in believing. In the midst of this, without any discernible cause, such a cloud suddenly overwhelmed her, that she could not believe her sins were ever forgiven at all; nor that there was any such thing as forgiveness of sins. She could not believe that the Scriptures were true, nor that there was any heaven or hell, or angel, or spirit, or any God. One more I have since found in the same state. So sure it is, that all faith is the gift of God, which the moment he withdraws, the evil heart of unbelief will poison the whole soul.

Friday 26, I returned early in the morning to Kingswood, in order to preach at the usual hour. But my congregation was gone to hear Mr. C, so that, except a few from Bristol, I had not above two or three men, and as many women, the same number I had had once or twice before.

In the evening I read nearly through a treatise of Dr. John Edwards, on the Deficiency of Human Knowledge and Learning. Surely, never man wrote like this man! at least none of all whom I have seen. I have not seen so haughty, over-bearing, pedantic a writer! Stiff and trifling in the same breath: positive and opiniated to the last degree, and of course treating others with no more good manners than justice. But above all, sour, ill-natured, morose without a parallel, which, indeed, is his distinguishing character. Be his opinion right or wrong, if Dr. Edwards's temper were the christian temper, I would abjure Christianity for ever.

Tuesday 30, I was sent for by one, who had been a zealous opposer of this way. But the lover of souls now opened her eyes, and cut her off from trusting in the multitude of

her good works: so that finding no other hope left, she fled, poor and naked, to the blood of the covenant; and, a few days after, gladly gave up her soul into the hands of her faithful Redeemer.

At six, the body of Alice Philips being brought into the room, I explained, To-day shalt thou be with me in Paradise. This was the person whom her master turned away the last year, "for receiving the Holy Ghost." And she had then scarce where to lay her head. But she hath now a house of God, eternal in the heavens.

Wednesday 31, Many from Bristol came over to us, and our love was greatly confirmed toward each other. At half an hour after eight the house was filled from end to end, where we concluded the year, wrestling with God in prayer, and praising Him for the wonderful work which He had already wrought upon earth.

January 1, 1741, I explained, If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature. But many of our brethren, I found, had no ears to hear; having disputed away both their faith and love. In the evening, out of the fulness that was given me, I expounded those words of St. Paul (indeed of every true believer), To me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.

Saturday 3, The bodies of Anne Cole and Elizabeth Davis were buried. I preached before the burial, on, Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord. Even so saith the Spirit. For they rest from their labours, and their works do follow them. Some time after Eliz. Davis was speechless, being desired to hold up her hand if she knew she was going to God, she looked up, and immediately held up both her hands. On Wednesday I had asked Anne Cole, whether she chose to live or die? She said, "I do not choose either, I choose nothing, I am in my Saviour's hands, and I have no will but His. Yet I know, He will restore me soon." And so He did, in a few hours, to the Paradise of God.

Sunday 4, I shewed the absolute necessity of forgetting the things that are behind, whether works, sufferings, or