to whom I am writing.—Pardon me, my dear old friend. My heart at present overflows with love towards you. Though weary and on a journey, I cannot help writing to you. Fear not temporal support. Though I went without scrip or shoe, I have lacked nothing; or if I had nothing; in Jesus I have possessed all things. I do not envy those who choose to sleep in a whole skin. Let me have scars, so that they are scars of honour, scars for Jesus Christ. I know who will approve of them, when he comes to judgment. O that day! that awful day! God enable us so to act, that we may receive an
Euge bone! Out of the fulness of my heart I write thus. I am now on my way to Scotland. The Lord Jesus hath blessed me in London. As soon as possible I intend calling upon you. If you have a mind to renew our old delightful christian correspondence, I am quite willing. I wish you and yours the best of blessings, and am, very dear Sir,
Yours most affectionately in Jesus Christ, G. W.
LETTER DCLXXVII. To Mr. S.
Morpeth, (Northumberland,) Sept. 10, 1748.
Dear Mr. S,
TILL now I have not had time to answer your kind letter, and now I am too weary to send you a long one. I thank you for your good wishes and prayers. May they enter into the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth! Hitherto, God has been pleased to bless me since my arrival. Let the Lord's people continue to hold up their hands, and by his divine assistance I will go on fighting till I drop. I am now on my way to Scotland. I know you wish me good luck in the name of the Lord. When providence opens a door, I shall be glad to embrace.—In the mean while, pray remember me to all in the kindest manner. As for your call to preach, I can say nothing, being a stranger to you. Only I would observe to you what the apostle says, "Not a novice, &c."—You know what follows. If you chuse proper seasons, and keep within the bounds of humility and christian prudence, I pray the Lord to be with and bless you. I can now add no more, but subscribe myself
Your affectionate friend and servant,
G. W.
