evening I preached here. They were good times. I have a cold, but our Lord warms my heart. To-morrow I must
away to Gloucester. O follow, follow with your prayers.
Yours, &c. G. W.
LETTER DXLIII. To the Same.
Birmingham, Dec. 27, 1743.
WANT of time, not of love, prevented my writing to you from Gloucester. Neither have I now leisure to be very particular. It is near eleven at night, and nature calls for rest. I have preached five times this day, and, weak as I am, through Christ strengthening me, I could preach five times more. I think I was scarce ever so happy before. Surprizing! how the Lord Jesus hath made way for me in these parts. I lose nothing by being quiet and leaving all to him. O was you here, what could I not tell you? The weather is just like Spring. That the day-spring from on high may visit your heart, till you rise to eternal perfect day, earnestly prays
Yours, &c. G. W.
LETTER DXLIV. To the Same.
My dear Friend, Birmingham, Dec. 31, 1743.
WHAT do you think? Since my last, I have stole a whole day to dispatch some private business: however, in the evening I expounded to a great room full of people, who would rush into my lodgings, whether I would or not. On Sunday morning at eight I preached in the street to about a thousand, with much freedom. I then went to church and received the sacrament, and afterwards preached to several thousands in the street. The hearers seemed much pleased and delighted. It happened by the providence of God, that no minister would come to preach at a house at Wedgbury, where a weekly lecture used to be kept up: I was therefore earnestly entreated to come. I went, after my afternoon's
