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dead. I think he was one of the most lively, and like to have been the most successful Dissenting preacher in that great city: but our Lord orders all things well. The residue of the Spirit is in his hands. Blessed Redeemer, quicken my tardy pace, and

make me also ready! Good Lady Ann I hope is now perfectly recovered. But why do I talk of a perfect recovery in this dying life? Then only shall we be perfectly recovered, when we awake in the morning of the resurrection after our Redeemer's likeness; then, and not till then, will my poor soul be fully satisfied; then, and not till then, will your Ladyship fully know how much the temporal and eternal welfare of your Ladyship is desired and prayed for by, honoured Madam,

 Your Ladyship's most humble, dutiful, and ready servant for Christ's sake, G. W.

LETTER DCCCXXI. To the Rev. Mr. H——.


Reverend and dear Sir, Plymouth, Feb. 25, 1750.

YOUR letters always fill me with sympathy. Your last I have just been reading; and in reading breathed out this ejaculation, "Lord, when will the days of his mourning be ended." Surely you are not always thus to stick fast in the mire and clay. Certainly the time will come, when the dear Redeemer will put your feet upon a rock, and a song into your mouth, and order your going for the promoting his glory and his people's good. Satan hath indeed desired to have you, that he may sift you as wheat; but Christ, a sympathizing, compassionate high-priest, prays for you, and your faith shall not fail. Look up then, my dear Mr. H——; you shall find grace to help in time of need.

Leave to his sovereign sway
  To choose and to command;
So shalt thou wond'ring own his way,
  How wise, how strong his hand.
Far, far above thy thoughts,
  His counsel shall appear,
When fully he the work hath wrought,
  That caus'd thy needless fear.