"Doleo vehementer, te tot tamque gravibus & multifariis negotiis esse obrutum. Quam libenter pro tenuitate meâ te, tuosque levare, gravissimaque illa onera ferre vellem, novit Omniscius. Is, precor ardenter, fulciat, sustentet, & animum vobis addat, ut Satanæ ejusque asseclarum regnum magis magisque indies destruatur, & Dei ejusque Filii regnum erigatur, dimanet & penetret omnes animos, illorum imprimis quorum mentem mundi dominus occæcavit.

"Hisce votis te demando Deo, verboque ejus gratiæ, qui te sociosque tuos ædificent & hæreditatem possidendam dent in omnibus sanctis. Vale, mi Jane, frater amicissime, & me amare perge.

"Tui ex animo amantissimus,

"JOHANNES DE Koker.

"Dabam, Rotterodami, Oct. 10, 1749."

I was fully determined to take another journey to Rotterdam, on purpose to see this worthy man:

"But Death had swifter wings than Love."

Before I could get thither he was gathered to his fathers. Sunday 12, Many complaints were made to me of a general deadness among the people of London, at the very time that those in most other parts of England were so remarkably alive to God. It was chiefly owing to a few persons, who were continually labouring to spread offences among them. But it was not long before the plague was stayed some of these incendiaries separating from us; others being convinced, that they had been doing the work of the devil, in the name of the Lord.

Thursday 16, I buried the remains of Martha Somerset, late a mother in Israel: one who never left her first love, never abated in zeal, never was weary of well-doing, from the hour she first found redemption in Christ, till her spirit returned to God.

Monday 20, I rode to Mr. Perronett's at Shoreham, that I might be at leisure to write.

Saturday, December 2, After preaching in the morning I rode to Bexley, and preached about eleven. At three in the afternoon I began at Deptford, and found a more than ordi

nary blessing: but a still greater at Snowsfields, where it seemed as if all would just then know the Lord, from the least even to the greatest.

Sunday 3, I preached, as usual, at five, at ten, and at five in the evening; besides meeting the Leaders, the Bands, the Preachers, and our own family. But I felt no faintness or weariness either of body or mind, Blessed be my strong helper!

Monday 4, I retired to Lewisham, On Saturday 9, I read the surprising extract of Mr. Brainerd's Journal. Surely then God hath once more given to the Gentiles repentance unto life! Yet amidst so great matter of joy I could not but grieve at this, that even so good a man as Mr. Brainerd should be wise above that is written; in condemning what the Scripture no where condemns; in prescribing to God the way wherein he should work; and (in effect) applauding himself, and magnifying his own work, above that which God wrought in Scotland, or among the English in NewEngland: whereas, in truth, the work among the Indians, great as it was, was not to be compared to that at Cambuslang, Kilsith, or Northampton.

Monday 11, I retired to Newington once more, and on Saturday 16, finished my Sermons. Monday 18, I rode to Leigh in Essex, and spoke in as awakening a manner as I could. Wednesday 20, I left the little flock in peace and love, and cheerfully returned to London.

Sunday 24, I saw an uncommon instance both of the justice and mercy of God. Abraham Jones, a serious, thinking man, about fifty years of age, was one of the first members of the Society in London, and an early witness of the power of God to forgive sins. He then stood as a pillar for several years, and was a blessing to all that were round about him till growing wise in his own eyes, he saw this and the other person wrong, and was almost continually offended. He then grew colder and colder; till at length, in order to renew his friendship with the world, he went (which he had refused to do for many years) to a parish-feast, and stayed there till midnight. Returning home perfectly sober,

just by his own door, he fell down and broke his leg. When the Surgeon came, he found the bone so shattered in pieces, that it could not be set. Then it was, when he perceived he could not live, that the terrors of the Lord again came about him. I found him in great darkness of soul, owning the just hand of God. We prayed for him, in full confidence that God would return. And he did, in part, reveal himself again. He had many gleams of hope and love; till, in two or three days, his soul was required of him. So awful a providence was immediately known to all the Society, and contributed not a little to the awakening them that slept, and stirring up those that were faint in their mind.

Monday 25, We had a solemn meeting at four. Indeed God was greatly with us during this whole season, in all our assemblies, to lift up them that had fallen, and to comfort the weak-hearted.

Wednesday 27, I saw the two Germans, whom God has so eminently blessed, in their labour of love to his ancient people. Great numbers of Jews in Poland, Muscovy, Prussia, and various parts of Germany, have been brought, by their unwearied endeavours, to search the Scriptures, Whether these things were so? And above six hundred of them have given proof, that they have a saving knowledge of God, nd of Jesus Christ whom he hath sent.

Sunday 31, I buried the remains of Abraham Jones, which gave me an opportunity of strongly exhorting all who had set their hands to the plough, never to look back.

Monday, January 1, 1750, A large congregation met at four o'clock, and began the year of jubilee in a better manner than they at Rome are accustomed to do. On several days this week I called upon many, who had left their first love; but they none of them justified themselves: one and all pleaded guilty before God. Therefore there is reason to hope, that he will return, and will abundantly pardon.

Thursday 11, I read, to my no small amazement, the account given by Monsieur Montgeron, both of his own conversion, and of the other miracles wrought at the tomb of Abbé Paris. I had always looked upon the whole affair as a

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mere legend, as I suppose most Protestants do: but I see no possible way to deny these facts, without invalidating all human testimony. I may full as reasonably deny there is such a person as Mr. Montgeron, or such a City as Paris in the world. Indeed, in many of these instances, I see great superstition, as well as strong faith. But the times of ignorance God does wink at still; and bless the faith, notwithstanding the superstition. If it be said, " But will not the admitting these miracles establish Popery?" Just the reverse. Abbé Paris lived and died in open opposition to the grossest errors of Popery; and, in particular, to that diabolical bull, Unigenitus, which destroys the very foundations of Christianity.

Sunday 14, I read prayers and preached at Snowsfields to a crowded congregation, at seven in the morning. I then hastened to the Chapel in West-street; and, after the service there, to Knightsbridge, where I had promised to preach in the afternoon, for the benefit of the poor children. The little Church was quite full before I came. Knowing it to be the greatest charity to awaken those that sleep in sin, I preached on What is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?

Friday 19, In the evening I read prayers at the Chapel in West-street, and Mr. Whitefield preached a plain, affectionate discourse. Sunday 21, he read prayers, and I preached. So, by the blessing of God, one more stumblingblock is removed.

Monday 22, I prayed in the morning at the Foundery, and Howell Harris preached: a powerful orator, both by nature and grace; but he owes nothing to art or education.

Wednesday 24, I was desired to call on one that was sick, though I had small hopes of doing him any good; he had been so harmless a man for ninety years: yet he was not out of God's reach. He was quickly convinced, that his own righteousness could not recommend him to God. I could then pray for him in confidence of being heard. A few days after, he died in peace.

Sunday 28, I read prayers, and Mr. Whitefield preached.

How wise is God, in giving different talents to different preachers! Even the little improprieties both of his language and manner were a mean of profiting many, who would not have been touched by a more correct discourse, or a more calm and regular manner of speaking.

Monday 29, I rode to Canterbury. The congregation in the evening was deeply serious, and most of them present again at five in the morning. I hope God will again have much people in this place, who will worship him with more knowledge, and as much earnestness, as their forefathers did the Virgin Mary, or even St. Thomas à Becket.

Tuesday 30, I designed to preach abroad in the evening, the house being far too small for the congregation; but the rain and wind would not suffer it. Wednesday 31, I examined the Society, one by one: Some, I found, could already rejoice in God, and all seemed to be hungering after it. Friday, February 2, I preached in the evening at Shoreham ; and Saturday 3, returned to London.

Sunday 4, I preached at Hayes. What a change is here within a year or two! Instead of the parishioners going out of Church, the people come now from many miles round. The Church was filled in the afternoon likewise, and all behaved well but the singers; whom I therefore reproved before the congregation; and some of them were ashamed.

Monday 5, I rode to Mrs. C's, at St. Ann's, near Chertsea. It was her design that I should preach in the evening in her summer-house, a large, eight-square room, which was supported by a frame of wood. This was quickly filled but as it was not intended to bear such a weight, the main beam beneath split in sunder. This I did not then know; but finding the room too small, I went out, and stood in the gallery before it. The people then came out too, went down, and stood below, without any hurry or confusion.

Thursday 8, It was about a quarter after twelve, that the earthquake began at the skirts of the town. It began in the south-east, went through Southwark, under the river, and then from one end of London to the other. It was observed