David started up, and knocked him over, chair and all. He then drove the rest out of
the house, caught up the landlady, carried her out, threw her into the kennel; went back to
the house, broke down the door, threw it into the street, and then ran into the fields, tore
his hair, and rolled up and down on the ground. In a day or two was a love-feast; he stole
in, getting behind, that none might see him. While Mr. Furze was at prayer, he was seized
with a dreadful agony, both of body and mind. This caused many to wrestle with God for
him. In a while he sprang up on his feet, stretched out his hands, and cried aloud, "All my
sins are forgiven!" At the same instant, one on the other side of the room cried out, "Jesus
is mine! And He has taken away all my sins." This was Samuel H. David burst through the
people, caught him in his arms, and said, "Come, let us sing the Virgin Mary's song; I never
could sing it before. 'My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit doth rejoice in God my
Saviour."' And their following behavior plainly showed the reality of their profession.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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