certainly see the salvation of God. I am yet made to hope
against hope, in behalf of poor Georgia. The Lord strengthen your weak body, and continually comfort your soul. That you may be filled with all the fulness of God, is the hearty prayer of, dear Mr. H,
Yours eternally in the strictest bonds of gospel love, G. W.
LETTER CCCCXXVIII. To Mrs. Whitefield.
My dear Love, Edinburgh, July 7, 1742.
SINCE I wrote the last, I have seen such things as I never beheld before. Yesterday morning I preached at Glasgow to a very large congregation. At noon I came to Cambuslang, the place which God hath so much honoured. I preached at two, to a vast body of people, and at six in the evening, and again at nine at night. Such a commotion surely never was heard of, especially at eleven at night. It far out-did all that I ever saw in America. For about an hour and a half there was such weeping, so many falling into deep distress, and expressing it various ways, as is inexpressible. The people seem to be slain by scores. They are carried off, and come into the house like soldiers wounded in, and carried off a field of battle. Their cries and agonies are exceedingly affecting. Mr. M preached after I had ended, till past one in the morning, and then could scarce persuade them to depart. All night in the fields, might be heard the voice of prayer and praise. Some young ladies were found by a gentlewoman praising God at break of day. She went and joined with them. The Lord is indeed much with me. I have preached twice to-day already, and am to preach twice, perhaps three times more. The commotions increase. Tomorrow, and on sabbath-day, I shall preach at Calder; on Monday, here again; and on Tuesday at Kilsyth, and then, God willing, at Glasgow. I am persuaded the work will spread more and more. My kindest respects to all. Accept of the same from, my dear love,
Yours, &c.
G. W.
