I came, but the person who invited me was gone--gone out of town at four in the
morning. I could find no one who seemed either to expect or desire my company. I inquired
after the place where Mr. Mather preached; but it was filled with hemp. It remained only to
go into the market house, but neither any man, woman, nor child cared to follow us; for the
north wind roared so loud on every side and poured in from every quarter. However, before
I had done singing, two or three crept in; and after them, two or three hundred; and the
power of God was so present among them that I believe many forgot the storm.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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