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32<br />

GEORGE WHITEEIELD<br />

sees him poring over Matthew Henry's Commentary, and<br />

then writing to a friend down at Gloucester<br />

' Herewith I have sent you seven pounds to pay for Mr. Henry's Com-<br />

mentary. Dear Squire Thorold lately made me a present of ten guineas,<br />

so that now (for ever blessed be the Divine goodness !) I can send you<br />

more than I thought for. In time I hope to pay the apothecary's bill. If<br />

I forget your favours, I shall also forget my God. Say nothing of your<br />

receiving this money ; only give thanks, give hearty thanks to our good<br />

and gracious God for His infinite, unmerited mercy to me, the vilest of<br />

the sons of men.'<br />

A trivial circumstance called him forth from his study<br />

before he was twenty-two years old. The curate of the Tower<br />

Chapel, London, who was an intimate friend, having to go<br />

into Hampshire to officiate there for a short time, asked him<br />

to fill his place during his absence from home. <strong>Whitefield</strong><br />

complied with the request, and took coach for London on<br />

Wednesday, August 4, 1736, with much fear and trembling.<br />

His first sermon in the metropolis was preached on the follow-<br />

ing Sunday afternoon, August 8th, in Bishopsgate Church.<br />

His youthful appearance as he went up the pulpit stairs<br />

provoked, as he in his sensitive state of mind thought, a<br />

general sneer, which, however, was exchanged for solemn<br />

seriousness when he got into his sermon. He again con-<br />

quered himself and his congregation ; and the people, on his<br />

coming down from the pulpit, showed him every respect, and<br />

blessed him as he passed along. No one could answer the<br />

question which was now on every one's lips—<br />

' Who was the<br />

preacher to-day?' Attention had been gained, and the two<br />

short months of the London visit were quite long enough to<br />

secure a crowded chapel at the Tower every Sunday. Any<br />

ordinary man might have been sure of perfect quietness in<br />

such a place, and of returning home as unknown as when he<br />

entered the city ;<br />

and no doubt such would have been White-

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