LETTER CCCCXI.

_To Mr. L――――._

_London, May 11, 1742._

WITH this, I send you a few out of the many notes I have received from

persons, who were convicted, converted, or comforted in _Moorfields_,

during the late holidays. For many weeks, I found my heart much

pressed to determine to venture to preach there at this season, when,

if ever, satan’s children keep up their annual rendezvous. I must

inform you, that _Moorfields_ is a large spacious place, given, as

I have been told, by one _Madam Moore_, on purpose for all sorts of

people to divert themselves in. For many years past, from one end

to the other, booths of all kinds have been erected, for mountebanks,

players, puppet shows, and such like. With a heart bleeding with

compassion for so many thousands led captive by the devil at his will,

on _Whit-Monday_, at six o’clock in the morning, attended by a large

congregation of praying people, I ventured to lift up a standard

amongst them in the name of JESUS of _Nazareth_. Perhaps there were

about ten thousand in waiting, not for me, but for satan’s instruments

to amuse them.――Glad was I to find, that I had for once as it were got

the start of the devil. I mounted my field pulpit, almost all flocked

immediately around it. I preached on these words, “As _Moses_ lifted

up the serpent in the wilderness, so shall the son of man be lifted

up, &c.” They gazed, they listened, they wept; and I believe that many

felt themselves stung with deep conviction for their past sins. All

was hushed and solemn. Being thus encouraged, I ventured out again

at noon; but what a scene! The fields, the whole fields seemed, in a

bad sense of the word, all white, ready not for the Redeemer’s, but

Beelzebub’s harvest. All his agents were in full motion, drummers,

trumpeters, merry andrews, masters of puppet shows, exhibiters of wild

beasts, players, &c. &c. all busy in entertaining their respective

auditories. I suppose there could not be less than twenty or thirty

thousand people. My pulpit was fixed on the opposite side, and

immediately, to their great mortification, they found the number of

their attendants sadly lessened. Judging that like saint _Paul_, I

should now be called as it were to fight with beasts at _Ephesus_, I

preached from these words: “Great is _Diana_ of the _Ephesians_.” You

may easily guess, that there was some noise among

the craftsmen, and that I was honoured with having a few stones, dirt,

rotten eggs, and pieces of dead cats thrown at me, whilst engaged

in calling them from their favourite but lying vanities. My soul was

indeed among lions; but far the greatest part of my congregation,

which was very large, seemed for a while to be turned into lambs. This

encouraged me to give notice, that I would preach again at six o’clock

in the evening. I came, I saw, but what――thousands and thousands more

than before if possible, still more deeply engaged in their unhappy

diversions; but some thousands amongst them waiting as earnestly

to hear the gospel. This satan could not brook. One of his choicest

servants was exhibiting, trumpeting on a large stage; but as soon as

the people saw me in my black robes and my pulpit, I think all to a

man left him and ran to me. For a while I was enabled to lift up my

voice like a trumpet, and many heard the joyful sound. GOD’s people

kept praying, and the enemy’s agents made a kind of a roaring at some

distance from our camp. At length they approached nearer, and the

merry andrew, (attended by others, who complained that they had taken

many pounds less that day on account of my preaching) got upon a man’s

shoulders, and

advancing near the pulpit attempted to slash me with a long heavy whip

several times, but always with the violence of his motion tumbled down.

Soon afterwards, they got a recruiting serjeant with his drum, &c. to

pass through the congregation. I gave the word of command, and ordered

that way might be made for the king’s officer. The ranks opened, while

all march’d quietly through, and then closed again. Finding those

efforts to fail, a large body quite on the opposite side assembled

together, and having got a large pole for their standard, advanced

towards us with steady and formidable steps, till they came very near

the skirts of our hearing, praying, and almost undaunted congregation.

I saw, gave warning, and prayed to the captain of our salvation for

present support and deliverance. He heard and answered; for just as

they approached us with looks full of resentment, I know not by what

accident, they quarrelled among themselves, threw down their staff

and went their way, leaving however many of their company behind, who

before we had done, I trust were brought over to join the besieged

party. I think I continued in praying preaching and singing, (for the

noise was too great at times to preach) about three hours. We then

retired to the tabernacle, with my pockets full of notes from persons

brought under concern, and read them amidst the praises and spiritual

acclamations of thousands, who joined with the holy angels in

rejoicing that so many sinners were snatched, in such an unexpected,

unlikely place and manner, out of the very jaws of the devil. This

was the beginning of the tabernacle society.――Three hundred and fifty

awakened souls were received in one day, and I believe the number of

notes exceeded a thousand; but I must have done, believing you want to

retire to join in mutual praise and thanksgiving to GOD and the Lamb,

with

Yours, &c.

_G. W._

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