William Williams Pantycelyn - Prose Works

Prose Works

Williams also wrote original prose works and translated others from English. They were mostly intended to be used by members of the Methodist fellowships he established.

In 1762 he published Llythyr Martha Philopur at y Parchedig Philo Evangelius eu hathro (Martha Philopur's letter to the Reverend Philo Evangelius her teacher) followed by Atteb Philo-Evangelius i Martha Philopur (Philo-Evangelius's reply to Martha Philopur) in 1763. These works were intended to defend and teach the significance of the 1762 revival at Llangeitho. The 1762 revival was a very powerful one which manifested its power physically. As a result, Methodists in Wales were very often known as 'Jumpers'.

Works such as Doctor Nuptarum neu gyfarwyddwr priodas (Teacher of the Nuptials or the marriage guide), 1777, and Drws y society profiad (A gateway to the experience meeting), 1777, were written as practical guides to Christian living for the converts who were members of the seiadau or societies.

Other works:

  • Pantheologia, Neu Hanes Holl Grefyddau'r Byd (1762) (Pantheologia, or a History of all the World's Religions)
  • Crocodil Afon yr Aifft (1767) (Crocodile of the River of Egypt)
  • Hanes Bywyd a Marwolaeth Tri Wyr o Sodom a'r Aifft (1768) (A history of the life and death of three men of Sodom and Egypt)

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