Dear Miss B, Eversham, Sept. 28, 1750.
I Thank you for your kind letter, and thank our heavenly Father for blessing the seed sown to any of my hearers. Not unto me O Lord, not unto me, but unto thy free unmerited mercy, be all the glory!
If thou excuse, then work thy will, By so unfit an instrument; It will at once thy grace display, And prove thy power omnipotent.
Hitherto our Lord continues to help me. Since my return from Scotland, I have been brought very low; but as my day is, so is my strength. At London, Portsmouth, Chatham, and lately in Gloucestershire we have had many pleasant seasons. I am now going to Birmingham, Coventry, &c. God only knows when I shall see my beloved Scotland again. Gladly could I live and die with my dear friends there. It is my comfort, that those who are friends to Jesus, shall live eternally together hereafter. I know several of late that went off triumphantly. O that we may be kept from being cumbered! O that nothing may draw us from the feet of Jesus! There, and there alone is solid peace to be found. Every thing is good that drives us thither. That this may be always your abiding place, is the earnest prayer of, dear Miss B,
Your affectionate friend, and ready servant for Christ's sake, G. W.
LETTER DCCCLXIV. To the Reverend Mr. Z.
Ashby, Oct. 9, 1750.
I Should have written to you long before now, but I waited for the arrival of Mr. Habersham's ship, in which I expected letters of consequence. They are now come, and two of the chief I send enclosed in this, and shall omit saying any thing further, till I have the pleasure of seeing you, which I hope will be some time next week or the week after. Imme-
