To the Reverend Mr. G——.
Rotheram, October 15, 1758.
Reverend and very dear Sir,
SINCE my leaving Scotland, in various parts of the north of England, as at Alnwick, Newcastle, Leeds, &c. the ever-loving, altogether-lovely Jesus hath manifested forth his glory. Thousands and thousands have flocked twice, and sometimes thrice a day to hear the word. Never did I see the fields whiter, or more ripe for a spiritual harvest. Praise the Lord, O our souls! If the weather continues fair, I hope to prolong my Summer’s campaign. It shocks me to think of Winter quarters yet. Lord, help me! How soon does the year roll round! Lord Jesus, quicken my tardy pace! I suppose by this time Mr. G—— is got home. Blessed be God for owning him. I expect to see him in a few days. I write this from the house of a once terrible persecutor of her husband, but now a Lydia. What a change doth grace make! As they were in debt at Leeds for their building, last Lord’s-day I collected for them near fifty pounds. Lord Jesus, help me to know no party but thine! This I am persuaded is your catholic spirit. O for an increase of it among all denominations! I could enlarge, but the people are waiting. I thank God I am not worse in my health. Help me to cry Grace! grace! I suppose Dr. W—— hath sent you Miss Prince’s letter. You will remember me to dear Mrs. G—— and all friends. I send repeated thanks for all favours, and earnestly entreat the continuance of their prayers in behalf of, reverend and very dear Sir,
Theirs and yours, &c. in our glorious Head,
G. W.
To Mr. ——.
London, October 28, 1758.
My very dear Sir,
HOW narrowly did I escape seeing you at Bath! I was coming from Staffordshire to Bristol, but the change of weather and shortness of the days drove me up to my Winter quarters. I took leave of our young friends, who have been publicly on a scaffold attending a preached gospel. Lord Jesus, increase such mighty wonders! My health is somewhat improved, but I find a very little thing soon impairs it. Lord, help me! How very little can I do for thee! I blush even whilst I am writing. Quicken, O God, my tardy pace! We hope to see you next week. I wish Mrs. G—— and Mrs. B—— would come up this Winter. We have had fine gospel seasons. Grace! grace! I could enlarge, but have scarce got time to write these few ♦lines. I think they are lines of love and gratitude much owing you by, my very dear Sir,
Yours, &c. in our glorious Head,
G. W.
London, November 3, 1758.
Dear Sir,
THOUGH I hope to have the pleasure of seeing you next week, yet love and gratitude constrain me to send you an answer to your kind letter. Blessed be God, that you have some spiritual ministers and people to converse with! I hope that the waters will be blessed to the recovery of dear Mr. H——’s health, and that out of his belly will be made to flow rivers of living waters for the refreshment of many souls. Dear Mr. C——’s sharp affliction I never heard of till lately: sharp indeed. God make it sweet to his soul! O these Isaacs! how hard to sacrifice! He hath my unfeigned sympathy, and worthless prayers. Dear Mr. A——’s sister hath met with such another trial: she is left with five children. As Mr. A—— hath been a steady friend, and his brother-in-law was a spiritual child, I have proposed putting the two eldest boys to boarding for one year. Twenty pound will do it. Ten guineas are already given. Perhaps Mrs. B—— or G—— may speak to you about it. I write to each by this post. Mr. A—— hath taken the children with him into Gloucestershire. Your kind sisters remembered them. They and your mother were all here last night. I hope our Lord was with us too. That is all in all. This must be my Winter Bethel. Without retirement I cannot go on. Comforts come sweetest from the fountain head. That you may be filled with them, both here and hereafter, is the earnest prayer of, my very dear Sir,
Yours, &c. in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mr. D——.
London, November 13, 1758.
My dear Mr. D——,
I WAS very glad to receive your kind letter dated August. Blessed be God that the family is so far reduced, and that I can send you word a never-failing Providence hath put it into my power to pay off all Bethesda’s arrears. I know this will gladden your heart, and strengthen your faith in the Lord God of Bethesda. As yet I hear nothing of the children. With this you have some bibles and other books. The Lord Jesus direct me about coming over! I long for an opportunity. I daily talk of it. But as yet the door seems to be shut. However, the door for preaching the gospel opens wider and wider. Neither the new chapel nor the Tabernacle are near big enough. An awakening as well as comforting influence attends the word, and I trust such are daily added to the church as shall be saved. I hope if Mr. Zubly settles in Georgia, you will receive frequent benefit from his ministry. You do not mention how J—— P—— is disposed of. I am sensible what a weight must now lie upon you and dear Mrs. C——. But he is faithful who hath promised, “that as our day is, so shall our strength be.” I wish you would send me a particular account of the state of my affairs, and let me know where the children are put out, how they behave, and whether the colony is in a growing situation. Grace, mercy, and peace be multiplied upon all! Amen, and Amen! My wife joins in sending cordial respects. My blessing to the children. I can but thank you a thousand and a thousand times for all your labours of love, and praying that great may be your reward in heaven, I subscribe myself, dear Mr. D——,
Yours, &c. in our glorious Head,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, November 14, 1758.
Dear Mrs. C——,
I HAVE waited with some degree of impatience for the arrival of Mrs. B——, with whom, I suppose, you sent your letters. The childrens passage comes hard upon me: but God’s will be done! Mr. J——n’s being at Georgia surprizes me. I told Mrs. H——s what she must expect to meet with. But he is faithful who hath promised, “that all things shall work together for good to those that love Him.” Blessed be our God, whose mercy endureth for ever! I am talking every day of coming over; but how to do it in war time, or how to get the chapel and Tabernacle supplied, I cannot as yet be clear in. My eyes are waiting upon him, who hath promised to direct the paths of those who trust in him. Surely he will richly reward you, who have left your kindred and native country, and carefully watched over so many infant lambs in that new world. I can only send you my most grateful acknowledgments, and pray continually, “that as your day is, so your strength may be.” Do send me your thoughts about every thing. It seems by Mr. D——’s catalogue, that several of the children are almost fit to be put out. I want your opinion of A—— W——. Lord, help me to bear every thing for thy great name’s sake! I must have some thorns; for the word seems to run and be glorified in town and country more and more. Praise the Lord, O our souls! I shall here break off, hoping that before the ship sails, I shall receive the other letters, and then more shall be added by, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most obliged friend, and very ready servant in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, November 29, 1758.
Dear Mrs. C——,
LAST night, after having sent away my packet in the morning, I received your wish’d-for letter dated in August. The others referred to in that, never came to hand. But I have since sent Mr. —— word, that my affairs should be continued in the present hands. I was never so well satisfied before; and I have great pleasure in thinking, how you will be pleased to hear that Providence hath put it into my power to pay off all arrears. Methinks I hear you say, Blessed be the Lord God of Bethesda! Let all my dear family say, Amen! I find the little ones begin to prattle already; but we must learn to do good for Christ’s sake. He will rectify all at the great day. O the happiness of a single eye! As affairs have so turned out for poor J——y, I am glad you are abroad; and you see how wonderfully God hath provided for your sister. Be not at all uneasy about your b——r: he will do better than ever. Blessed is the man that considers the poor and needy: the Lord shall deliver him in time of trouble. I am glad the family is lessened.—I think there are some upon the list, almost ready to be put out. What think you of A—— W—— and G——? I wish you would write me your sentiments of the children. If the girls are not wanted in the house, I think the sooner they are put out the better. But I leave all to those in trust. I am more than satisfied, and send you ten thousand thousand thanks. Bethesda’s God will thank you before men and angels. My wife, I believe, hath written to you. I write this from my Bethel at Tottenham-Court, where I come for a little retreat. Twelve widows indeed are in their houses near me, and God is doing wonders at this end of the town. Help me to praise this wonder-working God, and doubt not of being always remembered by, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most affectionate, obliged friend, and ready servant in Christ Jesus,
G. W.
To Mr. D——.
London, December 5, 1758.
My dear Mr. D——,
NOTWITHSTANDING I wrote to you lately, another opportunity offers to send you a line. I send you repeated thanks for your steadiness and care in that house of mercy. With this also come the things you sent for, except Bishop Hall’s select works, which cannot be immediately procured. I should be glad if a little rice, indigo, &c. could be sent, that friends might see some of the Orphan house produce. Pray be as particular as you can in your account of every thing. To whom is T—— P—— bound out? I have sent to B—— W——’s father, about sending for him home. If some are not worthy, others will be. Blessed be God that the arrears will be paid off. You will see my letter to Mr. P——. The Lord direct me and all how to act! I hope my old assistants will continue in their places; and I pray earnestly, that Bethesda may yet take deeper root downwards, and bear yet abundantly more fruit upwards. Surely the God of the sea and the God of the dry land will open a door for my embarkation by and by. Hasten, O Lord, that wish’d-for time! The child lately sent over, is recommended by Mr. J—— C——. That we all may continually be recommended to the Father of Mercies, by his dear and all-prevailing Son Jesus Christ, is the earnest prayer of, dear Mr. D——,
Yours, &c. in Him,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, March 26, 1759.
Dear Mrs. C——,
IT is now a long time since I heard from Bethesda. The draughts, God willing, shall be answered. We live in a changing world, and Bethesda’s God liveth for ever and ever. His word runs and is glorified daily, especially at Tottenham-Court. Strange! that nobody will relieve me, that I may once more flee to America. But, heavenly Father, our times are in thy hands: do with us as seemeth good in thy sight! O that Bethesda’s little flock may take deep root downward, and bear fruit upwards! O that you may be helped to lean on your Beloved! Surely God will bless you for taking care of the fatherless children. A pepper-corn of acknowledgment, and my poor prayers, are the only return that I can make you. I am in expectation of hearing from you every day. That grace, mercy, and peace may be multiplied upon you all, is the earnest prayer of, my dear Mrs. C——,
Your most affectionate friend and willing servant in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mr. S——.
Bristol, May 25, 1759.
My very dear Sir,
THIS day se’nnight, through divine goodness, I came hither. The next day the Spring campaign was opened: on the Lord’s-day we took the field. Thousands and thousands attended: full as many as in London. The power of the Lord was present at the three meetings, as well as at the holy communion. Some cups were made to run over. Ever since I have been enabled to preach twice, and sometimes thrice a day. Never did I see the Bristol people more attentive or impressed. My body feels the heat: but no matter. If souls are benefited, all is well. Would to God I could begin to do something for Jesus! You are employed one way, I another. Ere long we shall sit down together in the kingdom of our Father. Next Monday perhaps I may move towards Gloucester. I know you will follow me with your prayers. Mine always attend you and yours. It is the only return that can be made for all your kindnesses conferred on, my very dear friend,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mr. S——.
Edinburgh, July 3, 1759.
My very dear Friend,
THERE hath been a long interval between my last and this. My quick motions, and frequent preaching, have been the causes. O what am I that I should be employed for Jesus! In Gloucestershire the cup of many of his people ran over. In Yorkshire I preached for a week twice a day. Great congregations! great power! Blessed be the name of the great God for ever and ever! Here also people, high and low, rich and poor, flock as usual, morning and evening. I am growing fat: but, as I take it to be a disease, I hope I shall go home the sooner. Happy they who are safe in harbour. A storm I fear ♦is at hand. Jesus will be our hiding-place. He shall preserve us in trouble: he shall compass us about with songs of deliverance. That this may be the peculiar lot of you and yours, is the earnest prayer of, my very dear Sir,
Yours, &c. under manifold obligations,
G. W.
To the Reverend Mr. G——.
Edinburgh, July 7, 1759.
Reverend and very dear Sir,
GOD willing, I purpose to see G——; but cannot as yet fix the day. I preach, and people flock as usual; but Scotland is not London. The Redeemer is doing wonders there. Every post brings forth good news. God’s Spirit blows when and where it listeth. O for a gale before the storm! I expect one is at hand. The refuge is as near. Jesus is our hiding-place. O for a hiding-place in heaven! When will my turn come? Some say, not yet; for (would you think it?) I am growing fat: so did Mr. Darracot a little before he died. O that my latter end may be like his! You will not forget a worthless but willing pilgrim. Hearty love to all.
Yours, &c. &c. in the best bonds,
G. W.
To the Reverend Mr. T——.
Edinburgh, July 8, 1759.
My very dear Friend,
I DO now begin to despair of seeing you, till we meet in that world, where spiritual children and spiritual fathers shall join in praising Him who sitteth upon the throne for ever. O proclaram diem! Welcome storms which drive us nearer that blessed port. Some here, I trust, are steering their course that way. Impressions seem to be lasting on many. In the West, I think, I was rather more attended, and a greater power accompanied the word. Lord, what am I? On Monday, or Tuesday at the farthest, God willing, I move. Scotch importunities have prevailed on me to stay till then. O for some parting blessings! An ascended Saviour can impart them. I have good news from the Orphan-house. All is well there. That grace, mercy, and peace may be multiplied upon you and yours, is the earnest prayer of, my very dear friend,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To the Reverend Mr. T——.
Edinburgh, July 12, 1759.
My very dear Friend,
IT is well there is a heaven to make amends for all our disappointments here on earth. I long for a future state, where we shall all sit down together, and converse for ever without the least interruption. I know this will find you looking towards, and waiting for the coming of that day of God. It is a blessed thing to be kept alive in a dead time. It is a dead time in Scotland indeed. Little or no stirring among the dry bones. It is not so in London, and several other parts of England. Lord Jesus, revive thy work in the midst of the years! You will pray that the fatal languor may not take hold of my already too languid heart. I would fain be found of my Lord with my loins girded, and my lamp burning. A storm seems to be at hand. Jesus is our hiding-place.
Blest is faith that trusts his power,
Blest are saints that wait his hour:
Haste, great Conqueror, bring it near;
Let the glorious close appear.
O that some may be awakened to prepare for that awful hour! On Monday, God willing, I go to blow the gospel trumpet at Glasgow. Lord, what am I, that I should be one of thy run-abouts! If this be to be vile, Lord, make me more vile! Adieu. Hearty love and most cordial respects await your whole self. Follow me with your prayers, and as the Lord Jesus enables, they shall be returned by, my very dear friend,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. W——.
Glasgow, July 18, 1759.
Dear Mrs. W——,
MAKE no apology for writing your mind. I see the disease, but know not how to come at a cure. Labourers are wanting of the old stamp: but vines are very apt to degenerate. If I am not mistaken, we shall be purged with a witness. God grant it may be that we may bring forth more fruit. I want the purgation most of all. I dread a corpulent body. But it breaks in upon me like an armed man. O that my heart may not wax gross at the same time! I would fain not flag, but rather begin at least to begin in the latter stages of my road. Congregations in Scotland are very large. I am glad to hear that the shout of a king is among you. Pray remember me in the kindest manner to all in conference, and to all that are so kind as to enquire after, dear Mrs. W——,
Your sincere friend and servant in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
Newcastle, August 16, 1759.
Dear Mrs. C——,
LONG before now I hope you have had the pleasure of seeing Bethesda’s debts all paid. Bethesda (now outward burdens are off) I trust will be more agreeable every day. I do not want to change its present Governess. This, I fear, would be the case, was Mr. P—— and his family to come. I fear you would then think yourself discharged. Besides, he seems to want me to resign my trust entirely. This all here dissuade me from, upon any terms, or to any person whatsoever. As you and Mr. D—— are so faithful, if Mr. P—— will continue to superintend till I come, matters may continue as they are. O when shall I receive my commission to go abroad. God only knows what awaits us at home. Jesus is our hiding-place. I am now in my return from Scotland. For these six weeks last past, the word hath run and been glorified there. O, who is a God like unto our God, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, continually doing wonders! he will be our God and guide unto death. That he may continually fill you with his grace here, and grant you an exalted place, near his throne, in his kingdom hereafter, is the earnest prayer of, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most affectionate, obliged friend, and ready servant in our glorious Emmanuel,
G. W.
Newcastle, August 16, 1759.
My dear Mr. D——,
I HOPE that soon after your writing in February last, my November letters came to hand, and that Mr. P——l hath been over with you, to discharge all Bethesda debts. Blessed be God for causing his work to prosper in your hands. Pray be always as particular as you can about the children, and set them upon writing often. Mr. Zubly’s coming to Georgia pleases me much. Pray let me have the whole account from last audit. I am glad you have taken in three more orphans; they will turn out great prizes in the last day. Poor Mr. I——s!—Let him that standeth take heed lest he fall. Lord Jesus, give us a right understanding in all things! He is an ever-loving and ever-lovely Jesus. His power hath been made known in Scotland for these six weeks last past. Some books will be sent from thence to the care of Mr. Hodsden. The box which I sent in Burkitt some months ago, I hear was taken;—it had a gown in it, and several other things. “The Lord hath given, and the Lord hath taken away: blessed be the name of the Lord!” We have a God that will supply all our wants, according to the riches of his mercy in Christ Jesus. O to be faithful unto the death! we shall then receive a crown of life. That this may be your happy portion, is the earnest prayer of, my dear Mr. D——,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, August 30, 1759.
Dear Mrs. C——,
THE bearers of this are well known to Mr. D——n. I trust, I can recommend them as the followers of Jesus Christ. I wish Bethesda may be a comfortable asylum for them. I think that Mr. S——k, for the present, might be employed about the lands round the orphan-house, and so gradually learn to be overseer at Ephrata. John H——y, I suppose, will be for moving in a year or two. I wish he may be capable to do for himself. I am told that he drinks; but I do not love to catch at ill reports against those that are employed in my house. Pray let me hear particularly concerning him. Mrs. S——k is a quiet teachable woman. I think she might be of service to you immediately, and with her husband do quite well, in a short time, at the plantation. You will soon be able to judge. If —— doth not turn out as you desire, and is not of use in the house, let her be put out to some good service: she is capable now of doing for herself. Mr. D——n will be so kind as to take care of the little boy. He is quite an orphan, and I am told very quiet, and willing to learn. Would to God I was coming with them. But the way at present is quite blocked up. Lord Jesus, open it in thy due time! I hope you do not so much as think of seeing England till I come over. Mrs. S——k hath directions to leave Bethesda, if you think her coming any reason for your remove; that would grieve me to the heart. I think myself quite happy in such an assistant, and hope, now all debts are paid, you will be free from many burdens. O what hath God wrought? wonders, wonders! Praise the Lord, O our souls! I should be glad of Mr. P——l at Bethesda; but I can give him no more power than he hath. All are against my giving up my trust to any person whatsoever. Lord Jesus, continue to be Bethesda’s God! Should not H——y’s daughter be put out to service. Orphan-house plants ought to be transplanted, to make room for others, and then the family will not be too large. I commit you, and all, to his never failing mercy, and am, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most obliged, affectionate friend, and ready servant in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, September 12, 1759.
Dear Mrs. C——,
I CAN but send you my poor pepper-corn of thanks unfeigned, for your continued care of dear Bethesda. Now all is paid, I hope your best days are to come. Do not entertain a thought of leaving a place, in which you have your health, and are so useful. If Mr. S——k can supply Ephrata, then all that family will be gone soon. Blessed be God that some of the girls turn out so well! The worsted and stays will be sent with this. I hope to write again soon. I am not sorry that Lory is like to be disposed of, but I would have another negroe bought in her room. O that Jesus would wash them in his blood. Little Reader’s letter pleased us much. I would have all the boys to write. O that Jesus may convert them! Amen and Amen! Some of the books coming over, may be dispersed among the people at Oqueehec, and elsewhere, if not wanted at Bethesda. I want a master sadly for G——, &c. I trust the Lord will provide.
Blest is faith that trusts His power,
Blest are the saints that wait his hour.
Your sister I hear turns out very well. Would to God I could say so of all my relations!
But surely God’s rich grace is free;
For, O my God! it found out me.
Hoping to have another speedy opportunity of writing again, with ten thousand thanks for all your care, and most earnest prayers for your increasing with all the increase of God, I must hasten to subscribe myself, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most affectionate obliged friend, and very ready servant in our glorious Jesus,
G. W.
To Mr. D——.
London, September 13, 1759.
My very dear Mr. D——,
YOUR letter dated May 25, which I received yesterday by the hands of Mr. Vincent, gave me unspeakable satisfaction. I can but thank you, as I do ten thousand times over, for all your care and faithfulness. He that seeth in secret will ere long reward openly. As I hear both Dickenson and Ball are arrived, you will have received more letters from me. God be praised for your success in the silk-worms! God be praised that Bethesda is out of debt! God be praised for all his tender mercies to me and mine! Praise the Lord, O our souls! I wish some of the children could be bred up for the ministry. G—— seems to me to have some grace. What a pity that I cannot have a grammar-school! I shall think and pray, and then write to you and Mr. P——l on this head. You all seem to dislike the temper of those at Ephrata. If Mr. S——k could supply the place, perhaps it would be more pleasant. May the Lord Jesus direct, for his name’s sake! He will, he will! It is a most discouraging thing, that good places cannot be found for the boys when fit to go out. By this means, they are kept in the house beyond their time, both to their own hurt, and to the further expence of the institution. I expect R—— W—— home with Captain Ball. I am glad B—— is at a trade. Somebody told his mother, that he was gone to his master’s plantation. I wish he had written a line. Could you let me know what stock of cattle you have, and what hogs you kill. The more particular you are about every thing, the better. I long for the account. I am glad you received the books! more are to be sent from Scotland. I do not much care for R——’s being at Bethesda, unless he is a true penitent. How doth my nephew go on? That you may go on and prosper both in body and soul, till you are safe landed in an endless eternity, is the earnest prayer of, very dear Mr. D——,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mr. D——.
London, February 5, 1760.
My very dear Mr. D——,
I AM waiting every moment for a line from you. I hope it will bring me the agreeable news of your being at peace with the Indians. Above all, I trust it will inform me, of your being filled with the peace of God, which passeth all understanding. As I wrote my whole mind by dear Mr. S——k, and who, I find by the papers, is safely arrived, I have nothing to add, till I hear what Mr. P——l hath determined on, and what situation Mr. S—— thinks himself called to. My heart’s desire and prayer to God is, that all may be directed for the Redeemer’s glory, and the lasting welfare of Bethesda. I cannot help thinking, but something great is to come out of it yet. The thoughts of a College are revived; but he that believeth doth not make haste. I am growing very corpulent, but, I trust, not too corpulent for another voyage, when called to it. Every day the work increases. On Sunday last, a new enlargement of the chapel was opened, and a great concourse of people assembled on that occasion. I am told that God was there. With this, I hope you will receive a box of books. My nephew hath some more for you, in a box sent to him. I have had a sweet letter from I—— P——m. O this changing world! Lord, sanctify all for the better preparing us for our great change! Adieu, my dear friend. I hope you will keep close to Bethesda. God will bless you for it. Hoping to hear from you very shortly, I hasten to subscribe myself,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mrs. C——.
London, February 7, 1760.
My dear Mrs. C——,
I SEND this to Portsmouth after Mr. R——n, to inform you, that last night we received your agreeable letters, dated in August and September. Blessed be God that you are all so well. The bills shall be honoured. I have thoughts, that you and Mr. D—— will come together. For Christ’s sake, do not think of moving from Bethesda. I am more than pleased: I am delighted with your being there. The family will soon be small indeed. It is easily increased at any time. I hope that G—— and A—— W—— will be put out. I am glad S——f behaved so well. God’s judgments are like the great deep. Father, thy will be done! Mr. S——f bears the news quite well. I expect to hear again from you every day. God bless you all! Cease not to pray for, dear Mrs. C——,
Your most obliged affectionate friend and servant in our common Lord,
G. W.
To Mr. S—— S——.
Bristol, July 5, 1760.
My very dear Sir,
WITH this, I have sent an order to Mr. C——, to receive of you three hundred pounds sterling, to purchase bills of exchange from Mr. S——r. One hundred Mr. S——r is to remit to Mr. F——y. The other two hundred Mr. C—— is to pay to Mr. Z——n, in order to be remitted to Professor F——k. The remainder, I think best to keep till I hear from the Professor himself. The Lord pity and comfort the poor sufferers! What reason have we to be thankful, who abound in peace and plenty! What is still more, the fields are white, ready unto a spiritual harvest. When in the fields, ten thousand, perhaps more, do assemble here. When under cover, there are more than the tabernacle will well hold; at least in the evening. Every time the house is a Bethel, a house of God, a gate of heaven. Grace! grace! I thought that my wife’s illness would have hastened me to London; but as she is now recovering, I would fain proceed in my summer’s campaign. I am persuaded I am the better for your prayers. Never were they more charitably bestowed. I am a worm, and no man. O blessed Jesus, how good thou art! With all thy other mercies, give, O give me an humble and a thankful heart! I could enlarge, but have more letters to write. I hope my most cordial respects and thanks will find acceptance with dear Mrs. S—— and Miss, and I am sure you will accept the same yourself, from, my very dear Sir,
Yours &c. under manifold obligations,
G. W.