On the death of a young friend, Whitefield wrote:--

"Oxon, July 18, 1734. I envy him his blessed condition. He,

unquestionably, is divinely blessed, whilst we are still left

behind to wrestle with unruly passions, and, by a continued

looking unto Jesus and running in our Christian race, to press

forward to that high prize of which he, dear youth, is now in

full fruition."

* * * * *

"Bristol, September 10, 1734. You tell me Mr. P. wants to know

my quality, state, condition, and circumstances. Alas! that any

one should enquire after such a wretch as I am. However, since

he has been so kind, pray tell him that, as for my quality, I

was a poor, mean drawer, but, by the distinguishing grace of

God, am now intended for the ministry; as for my estate, that I

am a servitor; and as to my condition and circumstances, that I

have not of my own anywhere to lay my head, but my friends, by

God's providence, minister daily to me; and, in return for such

unmerited, unspeakable blessings, I trust the same good Being

will give me grace to dedicate myself without reserve to His

service."

* * * * *

"Oxon, September 17, 1734. We must make a great progress in

religion, to be inured, by frequent prayer and meditation, to

the ecstatic contemplation of heavenly objects, before we can

arrive at true heavenly-mindedness; and perhaps, after all our

endeavours, whilst our souls are immersed in these fleshly

tabernacles, we shall make but very small advances in so

delightful and glorious an undertaking. But believe me, sir, you

cannot imagine how vastly serviceable the constant use of all

the means of religion will be in acquiring this blessed habit of

mind: such as an early rising in the morning, public and private

prayer, a due temperance in all things, and frequent meditation

on the infinite love and purity of that unparalleled pattern of

all perfection, our dear Redeemer. As for your mentioning the

degeneracy of the age as an objection against our making further

advances in any religious improvement, I cannot by any means

admit of it. The Scriptures are to be the only rules of action,

and the examples of our blessed Lord and His Apostles the grand

patterns whereby we are to form the conduct of our lives. It is

true, indeed, that instances of exalted piety are rarely to be

met with in the present age, and if we were to take an estimate

of religion from the lives of most of its professors, one would

think that Christianity was nothing but a dead letter. But then

it is not our religion, but ourselves that are to be blamed

for this. Would we live as the primitive Christians did, we

might, no doubt, have the same assistance vouchsafed us as they

had. God's grace is never restrained. And though we should not

arrive at those heights of heavenly-mindedness, for which some

of the primitive Christians were eminent, yet we should imitate

them as far as we can, and rely on the Divine goodness for

grants of such a supply of grace as He, in His good pleasure,

shall judge most convenient for us. Be pleased to send for Mr.

Law's 'Christian Perfection' for me against my coming into the

country, if printed in a small edition."

* * * * *

"Oxon, December 4, 1734. I am heartily glad that 'The Country

Parson'[29] has had so good an effect upon you. The 'Prayers' I

hope to send you next week. Only let me give you this caution,

not to depend upon any advice or book that is given you, but

solely on the grace of God attending it. The book which I have

sent to my brother, and would recommend to you and all my

Gloucester friends, will soon convince you how dangerous it is

to be a lukewarm Christian, and that there is nothing to be done

without breaking from the world, denying ourselves daily, taking

up our cross, and following Jesus Christ. These things may seem

a little terrible at first; but, believe me, mortification

itself, when once practised, is the greatest pleasure in the

world."

[29] A book entitled "The Country Parson's Advice to his

Parishioners."

* * * * *

"Oxon, February 20, 1735. I am surprised that you should

have desired that 'Collection of Prayers,'[30] and be wholly

unconcerned about them ever after. Indeed, they will be of no

service to you, unless you grant me this one postulatum: 'that

we must renounce ourselves.' What the meaning of this phrase

may be, the preface to the Prayers will best inform you. I did

not doubt of its meeting with but a cold reception, it being at

first view so very contrary to flesh and blood. For, perhaps,

you may think that this renouncing of ourselves must necessarily

lead us (as it certainly does) to acts of self-denial and

mortification; and that we probably may be saved without them.

And lest you should after all imagine that true religion

consists in anything besides an entire renewal of our nature

into the image of God, I have sent you a book entitled 'The Life

of God in the Soul of Man,' which will inform you what true

religion is, and by what means you may attain it; as, likewise,

how wretchedly most people err in their sentiments about it,

who suppose it to be nothing else but a mere model of outward

performances, without ever considering that all our corrupt

passions must be subdued, and a complex habit of virtues, such

as meekness, lowliness, faith, hope, and the love of God and of

man, be implanted in their room, before we can have the least

title to enter into the kingdom of God; our Divine Master having

expressly told us that 'unless we renounce ourselves, and take

up our cross daily, we cannot be His disciples.' I shall be glad

to hear whether you keep up morning prayers, and how often you

receive the Holy Communion, there being nothing which so much

be-dwarfs us in religion as starving our souls by keeping away

from the heavenly banquet."

[30] Probably, "A Collection of Forms of Prayer for every Day in

the Week," printed by Wesley in 1733,--his first publication,

and originally intended for his pupils in Lincoln College.

* * * * *

"Oxon, March 6, 1735. I find, by what I can gather from your

own and my brother's expressions, that my late letters have met

with but a cold reception, and that you seem desirous of hearing

no more of so seemingly ungrateful a subject as submitting our

wills to the will of God, which is all that is implied in the

phrase of _renouncing ourselves_. Alas, sir! what is there

that appears so monstrously terrible in a doctrine that is

the constant subject of our prayers, whenever we put up the

petition, 'Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven;' the

import of which seems to be this: 1. That we do everything

that God wills, and nothing but what He wills; 2. That we do

everything He wills, _only_ in the _manner_ He wills; 3. That

we do those things He wills, only _because_ He wills. This is

all I have been endeavouring to inculcate in my late letters.

Dear sir, be not dismayed. The difficulty lies only in our first

setting out. Be but vigorous at the first onset, and never

fear a conquest. The renewal of our nature is a work of great

importance. It is not to be done in a day; we have not only a

new house to build up, but an old one to pull down. The means

which are necessary to be used in order to attain this end, our

cursed adversary the devil would represent to us in the most

hideous forms imaginable; but, believe me, sir, there is really

more pleasure in these formidable duties of self-denial and

mortification, than in the highest indulgences of the greatest

epicure upon earth."

These are fair specimens of Whitefield's letters at this period of

his history. He and the other Oxford Methodists were profoundly

sincere and earnest; but they were legalists, trying to save

themselves, instead of seeking to be saved by Christ. Their aim

was to subdue their "corrupt passions," and to produce within

themselves the virtues of "meekness, lowliness, faith, hope, and the

love of God and man." The means used to accomplish this aim were

public and private worship, "acts of self-denial and mortification,"

and the practice of good works. There is not a word in Whitefield's

letters respecting justification by faith in the atoning sacrifice

of the Divine Redeemer; and not a word respecting the great fact

that it is the sole work of the Holy Spirit to subdue and destroy

the "corrupt passions" of the sinner, and to plant within him "the

mind which was in Christ Jesus." The men were morose ascetics rather

than happy Christians.

Henceforward, the tone of Whitefield's letters is different. The

_new birth_ becomes a constant topic. The man, hitherto so gloomy

and taciturn, is jubilant. His doleful and long-continued _miserere_

is exchanged for songs of praise and thanksgiving. Hence the

following, written immediately after his conversion:--

"Bristol, June 12, 1735. Were not your sighs on Sunday last some

infant strugglings after the _new birth_? Surely they were; and

I trust ere long the Holy Ghost will replenish your heart with

comfort and peace. Methinks I would willingly undergo the pangs,

so you might enjoy the pleasures, of the new birth; but this

must not be. All we can do is to sympathise with and pray for

each other."

* * * * *

"Bristol, September 5, 1735. I hope to feast with you at

Crypt[31] next Sunday. Amazing, that ever sinners should sit

with their Saviour! To what dignity has Christ exalted human

nature! If Mr. Pauncefort's petitions for me ran after this

manner, I should be thankful: 'That God would finish the good

which He has begun in me; that I may never seek nor be fond of

worldly preferment, but employ those talents it shall please

God to entrust me with, to His glory and the Church's good;

and likewise that the endeavours of my friends to revive true

religion in the world may meet with proper success."

[31] St. Mary de Crypt, Gloucester.

Thus, as early as June 12, 1735, Whitefield began to write

concerning "the pangs and the pleasures of the new birth." How was

it that he was not the means of leading the Wesley brothers into the

enjoyment of the same Divine blessing? A sufficient answer to this

is found in the fact that Whitefield was now absent from Oxford,

that four months afterwards Wesley and his brother set sail for

America, and that a long space of time elapsed before the three

friends were again united.

Whitefield needed rest. He had kept nine terms at Oxford, and had

not availed himself of a single vacation. Perhaps for want of money,

he had not left Oxford since the time he entered it. His health,

however, was now so seriously affected, that recreation became

imperative. Accordingly, about the end of the month of May, he, for

the first time, left the University, and returned to his friends

at Gloucester. One of his earliest letters, written during his

rustication, was addressed to his friend Wesley, and is too full

of interesting gossip to be omitted. It will also fitly close the

present chapter of Whitefield's history.

"GLOUCESTER, _June 11, 1735_.

"REV. SIR,--I should have taken the freedom of writing to you

ere now, had I imagined you were returned to Oxford, or had my

affairs been in any settled way; but really, sir, I have been so

tossed up and down by variety of company and temptations, that I

scarcely have had time to do anything.

"I suppose my dear friends have acquainted you with the occasion

of my leaving Oxford in so abrupt a manner; and Mr. Hutchin's

letter has sufficiently informed you how I was received at

Gloucester.

"I have been a week at Bristol, and if any poor soul deserved

your pious prayers, surely mine did; for it is impossible to

tell you the dangers to which I was there exposed. But when we

are weak, then are we strong. The Lord was my support, and I

escaped the hands of the enemy. I had no great opportunities

offered me at Bristol of promoting God's glory, any further than

by shewing a good example. For, alas! all my relations seem to

me in a sad tepid state; but I doubt not God will, one day or

another, open their hearts to receive the word of truth.

"My poor mother seems very desirous of withdrawing from the

world, and, I trust, will soon have the means put in her

way to do it. My brother, the innkeeper, has had variety of

misfortunes, but, I fear, they have not met with their intended

effect. However, I hope, if I can get him to use prayer, he will

soon grow better. The captain of the ship[32] seems to be in too

great a hurry to attend to religion; but he has a desire for

reading Mr. Law, which I hope will be sanctified to him.

[32] Whitefield's brother James.

"But though my relations are in this condition, I find my

other friends are not. They all vastly solicit me to pay them

visits, so that, in a short time, I trust we shall have a

Religious Society. I have gotten three clergymen at Gloucester;

all I hope capable of being worked upon. I was also sent for

by the gentleman's brother where I lodge, who is minister

of Stonehouse,[33] in a very pressing manner; and I trust

our meeting will be sanctified. My dear friend, who used to

correspond with me at Oxford,[34] seems now to perceive some

pangs of the new birth. His greatest struggle is to leave the

world. I believe he will soon get over it. We have the whole

house to ourselves. I find he has done what he could, and seems

desirous of doing more. He earnestly desires your prayers. Last

night, one Mr. Escott, a clergyman, came to see me, and we spent

the evening in religious conversation, and hope ere long to have

set nights for our meetings. Be pleased to advise me what I had

best recommend for our reading. I was thinking to take Burkitt

on the New Testament.

[33] The Rev. Sampson Harris, thirty-five years vicar of the

parish, and who died in 1763.

[34] Gabriel Harris.

"The Scriptures are now my sole study; but I am in great want

of your advice, sir, how to prosecute them, intending to read

them as practicably as possible. What do you think of Patrick

on the Proverbs? I trust God has opened a door for me, to be an

instrument of propagating the Gospel at Swansea, in Wales. The

particulars you shall hear hereafter. I want sadly some more

religious books, and a set of your 'Prayers.' Be so good, sir,

as to let me have them, with a letter, next coach.

"I have not time to write to my dear brethren as I would; but

if Mr. Broughton, Mr. Salmon, etc., would send me a line, they

cannot imagine what service they might do. If one of them would

enlarge a little on the vanity of worldly pleasures, who knows

how God may work by them? I have a great deal more to say, but

must refer it to another opportunity. Give me leave, sir, only

to send my due respects to all my brethren, and, with my earnest

petition for their importunate prayers, to subscribe myself,

"Rev. Sir, your very humble servant,

"GEORGE WHITEFIELD."[35]

[35] _Methodist Magazine_, 1798, p. 440.

_WHITEFIELD ORDAINED._

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