are put upon securing the one thing needful. On Monday I shall leave her Ladyship, to go for London, which is to be my Winter quarters. I shall long for Spring, that I may enter upon a fresh campaign. O that my soul may begin to spring indeed! spring for Him who was stretched upon the accursed tree to save my wretched soul. Blessed be his name, that your Excellency has got such a sweet retreat in the decline of life; where, free from noise and hurry, you and your consort may ripen for heaven, and consequently be more and more fitted for your last great change. That will now shortly come. Your Excellency is arrived to a good old age. You have by faith seen the Lord Christ. You have been instrumental in founding a christian college. Let death come when it will, with good old Simeon, you may say, "Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace," for my soul hath experienced thy great salvation! This I believe, honoured Sir, is all your desire. Our Lord will grant it to you. O that when you are near his throne, you may have a petition upon your heart for unworthy, ill-deserving, hell-deserving me! Your Excellency hath laid me under many obligations; let me entreat you by the mercies of God in Christ Jesus, to add to them by not ceasing to pray for me, that as I have had much forgiven me, I may, with Magdalen, love much; and being a brand plucked out of the burning, I may, in God's own time and way, be translated to dwell with Jesus in his kingdom. As our Lord enables, the favour shall constantly be returned in behalf of you and yours, by, honoured Sir,
Your Excellency's most dutiful, obliged, and ready servant for Christ's sake, G. W.
LETTER DCCCLXIX. To Baron Z.
Honoured Sir, London, Nov. 9, 1750.
THE love of Jesus Christ constrains me to send you a few lines. They flow from a heart truly sympathizing with your beloved Baroness, under your present trials. O that patience may have its perfect work in your souls! O that with your tempted, afflicted, agonizing Jesus, you may be enabled
