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When I was reading Teleinachus with my pupils, I was ftruck with this expreffie'n, “ He blushed to have been born with fo little feeling for men, and to appear to them so inhuman.” I eally applied the first part, and the son of Ulyffes gave me an example of Christian repentance, which I wish to follow, till my heart is truly circumcifed. Send me fome remedy; or give me fome advice against this hardness of heart under which I groan. A propos--concerning hardnels of heart ; what you say about reducing a mother to defa pair, has made me recollect what I have often thought, that the particular fault of the Swifs is to be without natural affection. With respect to that preference which my mother fhews me above her other children, I fee clearly, that I am indebted for almost all the affection The expreffes for me in her letters, to my ab. fence from her, which hinders her from seeing my faults. Nevertheless, I reproach myself severely, that I cannot interest myself in her welfare, as much as I did in that of my deceased father; and I ain astonifhed at the difference. I believe the time is not yet come, when my presence may be of service to her, and I flatter myself she will not be shocked at my refusal, which I have foftened as much as I could.
I fear you did not rightly understand what I wrote about the propofal you made me at London. So far from making conditions, I feel myfelf unworthy of receiving them. Be it what it may, I thank God, that I trouble myfelf with no temporal things ; my only fear is that of having too much, rather than too little of the thing's vece Fary for life. I am weary of abandance : I could wish to be poor with my Saviour; and thofe whom he hath chosen to be rich in faith, appear 'to me objects of envy in the midst of their wants. Happy should I be, if a secret pride of heart did not difguife itself under thefe appearances of humility! Happy fhould I ble if dut dangerous ferpeist
did not conceal himself under these sweet flowers, and feed on their juices! I am &c, I. F.
October 1st, 1759. Mrs. Ryan and Miss Furley.
My dear Sisters,
I have put off writing to you, left the action of writing Mould divert my foul from the awful and delightful worship it is engaged in. But I now conclude, I shall be no lofer, if I invite you to love him my foul loveth, to dread him' my foul dreadeth, to adore him iny soul adoreth. Sink with me, or rather, let me sink with you, before the throne of grace ; and while cherubims veil their faces, and cry out in tender fear and exquisite trembling, Holy ! holy! holy ! let us put our mouths in the dust, and echo back the folemn found, Holy! holy! holy! Let us plunge ourselves into that ocean of purity. Let us try to fathom the depths of divine mercy; and convinced of the iinpossibility of such an attempt, let us lose our. felves in them. Let us be comprehended by God, if we cannot comprehend him. Let us be fupremely happy in God. Let the intenseness of our happiness border on misery, because we can make him no re. turn. Let our head become water, and our eyes fountains of tears, tears of humble repentance, of solemn joy, of filent admiration, of exalted adoration, of raptured desires, of infiained transports, of speechless awe. My God, and my all !_Your God, and your all !-Our God, and our all! Praise him ; and with our souls blended in one by divine love, let us with one mouth glorify the Father ofour Lord Jesus Christour Father, who is over all, through all, and in us all.
I charge you before the Lord Jesus Christ, who giveth life, and more abundant life ; I entreat you, by all the actings of faith, the exertions of hope, the fames of love, you ever felt, fink to greater depths of self-abasing repentance, and rise to greater heights of Christ-exalting joy. And let him, who is able to do
exceeding abundantly, more than you can ask or think, carry on and fulfil in you the work of faith with power ; with that power, whereby he subdueth all things to himself. Be feadfast in hope, immoveable in patience and love, always abounding in the outward, and inward labour of love, and receive the end of your faith, the salvation of your souls. I am, &c. I. F.
London, Noe, 15th, 1759. Reo. Mr. Charles Weslev.
My dear Sir,
YOUR letter was not put into my band till eight days after my arrival in London. I carried the enclosed agreeabiy to its address, and paffed three hours with a modern prodigy,--an humble and pious Courtefs. I went with trembling, and in obedience to your orders ; but I soon perceived a little of what the disciples felt, when Christ said to them, It is I, be not afraid. She proposed to me something of what you hinted to me in your garden; namely, to cele. brate the communion sometimes at her house of a morning, and to preach when occasion offered ; ini such a manner, however, as not to restrain iny liberty, nor to prevent my affifting you, or preaching to the French refugees, and that, only tiil Providence should clearly point out the path in which I thould go. Charity, politeness, and reason, accompanied her offer ; and I confefs, in fpite of the refolution which I had almost absolutely formed, to fly the houses of the great, without even the exception of the Countess's, I found myself fo greatly changed, that I Nould have accepted on the fpot, a proposal which I Nhould have declined from any other mouth ; but my engageirent with you withheld me ; and thanking the Counters, I told her, when I had reflected on her obliging offer, I would do myself the honour of waiting upon her again.
Nevertheless, two difficulties stand in my way. Will it be contistent with that poverty of fpirit which I seek? Can I accept an office, for which I have such finall talents ; and, shall I not dishonour the cause of God by stammering out the mysteries of the gospel, in a place where the most approved ministers of the Lord have preached with so much power, and so much success? I suspect that iny own vanity gives more weight to this second objection, than it deserves to have : What think you ? : I give myself up to your judicious counsels ; you take unnecessary. pains to assure ine, that they are disinterested; for I cannot doubt it. I feel myself unworthy of them; much more still of the appellation of friend, with which you honour me. You are an indulgent father to me, and the name of son, suits me better than that of brother.
You ask " Whether I can, with confidence, give you up to the mercy of God ?" Yes, I can; and I feel that for you, which I do not for myself ; I am so assured of your salvation, that I ask no other place in heaven, than that I may have at your feet. I doubt even if paradise would be a paradise to me, unless it were shared with you; and the single idea which your question excited, that we might one day be separated, pierced my heart, and bathed my eyes with tears. They were sweet tears, which seemed to water and confirm my hope, or rather the certainty I have, that he, who hath begun a good work in us, will also finith it; and unite me to you in Christ, by the bonds of an everlasting love ; and not only to you, but to your children and your wife, whom I salute in Christ. Adieu. I am, &c. I. F.
Dunstable, March 1st, 1760. The Reo. Mr. Charles Wesley.
My dear Sir,
I HAVE had a pleasant journey as to my body, but an unhappy one for my soul. Every thing requi
red that I should cry without ceasing, Lord be merciful to me a sinner ; but, alas! I have not done so. The fine weather invites me to execute a design I had half formed, of making a forced march to spend next Sunday at Everton, Mr. Beveridge's parish. There may the voice of the Lord be heard by a poor child of Adam, who, like him, is still behind the trees of his stupidity and impenitence!
If I do not lose myself acrofs the fields before I get there, and if the Lord is pleased to grant me the spirit of fupplication, I will pray for you and your dear fifter at P , until I can again pray with you. Don't forget me, I beseech you, if the Lord brings me to your remembrancc. Cast your bread on the waters in my behalf, and perhaps, you will find it again after many days. I would fain be with you on those folemn occasions, when a thousand voices are raised to heaven to obtain those graces, which I have not : but God's will be done !
Don't forget to present my respects to the Count. efs. If I continue any time at Everton, I shall take the liberty of giving her fome account of the work of God in thuse parts; if not, I will give it her in person. Adieu. The Lord strengthen you in foul and body. I am, &c. 1. F.
• 'TO a believer, Jesus is alone the desirable, the everlasting distinction and honour of men. All other advantages, though now so proudly extolled, so vehemently coveted, are like the down on the thistle, blown away in a moment, and never secure to the poffeffor. Riches are incapable of fatisfying, friends are changeable and precarious, the dear relations, who are the delight of our heart, are taken away at a Itroke ;-pain and sickness follow ease and health in quick fucceffion; but, amidst all the possible changes of life, Christ is a rock. To see him by faith, to lay