Rougemont Castle by Rev’d Paul Collings
Psalm 18:2 The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
There stands the castle of red stone,
On Isca’s mound, whilst years have flown;
If it could speak, what would it say
To those who pass it’s walls today?
What history would it now tell,
What tragedies, what joys befell
The passing crowds through many years;
I wonder, would its walls shed tears.
Wars, disputes and troubles rife,
With battles, fears and human strife
Have all played out upon it’s stage,
From distant years down to this age.
And yet from those historic walls
John Wesley preached, to crowd in awe,
Of happiness when sins erased,
Forgiveness and new life is raised.
Would, Lord, that I today could share
Such gospel truth and show your care,
For those in need of lasting grace,
That they in truth would see your face.
“From church I went to the (Rougemont) castle, where were gathered together (as some imagined) half the grown persons in the city. It was an awful sight. So vast a congregation in that solemn amphitheater! And all silent and still while I explained at large and enforced that glorious truth, “Happy are they whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered” [see Ps. 31:1]” John Wesley’s Journal on visiting Exeter
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