The Lord be with you and yours.—My hearty love to all that love Christ Jesus in sincerity; accept the same in the most tender manner from, my very dear friend,
Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,
G. W.
LETTER DCCCCXXXVIII. To Mr. J.
My dear Friend, London, Nov. 11, 1752.
LAST night the glorious Emmanuel brought me hither, after having given me and his dear people many blessed seasons in Scotland, and the North of England. O that with all his other mercies, he may vouchsafe to give me a thankful and humble heart! This morning I have been talking with dear Mr. A, and cannot help thinking, but that you have run before the Lord, in forming yourselves into a public society, as you have done. I was afraid poor Mr. C would not do. Mr. A's visit was designed to be transient, and I cannot promise you any settled help from hence. I am sincere, when I profess, that I do not choose to set myself at the head of any party. When I came last to Ireland, my intention was to preach the gospel to all.—And if it should ever please the Lord of all Lords to send me thither again, I purpose to pursue the same plan. For I am a debtor to all of all denominations, and have no design, if I know any thing of this desperately wicked and deceitful heart, but to promote the common salvation of mankind. The love of Christ constrains me to this. Accept it as wrote from that principle. That He, who is the wonderful counsellor, may in all things direct and rule your hearts, is the earnest prayer of, my dear friend,
Yours most affectionately,
G. W.
