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Sold by G. WHITFIELD, at the Chapel, City-Road, and at all the

Methodin Preaching-Houses in Town and Country.


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Aged 58.

Preacher of the

Arminian Magazine, ..For JANUARY 1796. :::

À short Account of the Experience of Mt. JÁMÉS BUCKLEY. I WAS born December 20, 1770, at a place called Cowlitiah. 1 Lane, in the parith of Crampton, Lancafdire. God, as a tender parent, began to draw me by the Cords of Love, at a very early period; I can remember being urder serious impresions at three years of age : at this time I was often led to meditate upon, and inquire after God; I wondered whére, atred how he lived. I often rambled into the fields, and looked upon the works of the Almighty that lay within my observation, with amazément. I had a great defire to know how he made the grass to grow, and the flowers, to be so variegated. My infant mind was frequently impressed with horror when I heard tell mentioned; but was filled with great joy when I heard the pleasures and happiness of heaven described. My parents were pharisees of the stricteft seat, of the Church of England; they watched over me with great exactness, and my convictions waxed stronger and stronger.

At ten years of age, fome fcriptures were opened to me in such a manner, that I could not read them without being much affected, and some times bursting into a flood of tears.. One day wbile I was reading at fchool, the parable of the Housholder who had planted a vineyard and digged a winepress in it, I thought I was like one of thofe ungrateful Husbandmen who had killed bis son by my sins; I attempted to shut the book, but my Master infided upon my proceeding : In the attempt, I dropped down as though I had been dead; I thought that I hould go to hell for my wickedÞess. · Sin appeared to be exceeding lipitul, and the secret inquiry of my heart was, * What shall I do to be saved ?". But I did not know what to do, nor where to go for instruction or comfort. As the word of God and religious books augmented my mifery, I hated them with a perfect hatred, I ftrove to get into all kinds of irreligious company, to divert my mind from serious impreflions; I grasped at every empty shadow that presented itself, but alas was always disappointed.

Thus I continued to fin, and repent, till the year 1984, when it pleased God to bring me among the Methodists. One of my aunts who was in connection with the fociety, came to my father's on a visit, and had desired a preacher to call upon her, 'When I was acquainted with this circumftance, I went into the workfhop to the servants and told them, in a satirical way, " that a Methodist

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