LETTER CCCCXXXVIII.
To P, at London.
Strath-martin, August 10, 1742.
Dear P,
THE great trouble which I gave you when at London, and the readiness you shewed in waiting upon a poor unworthy minister of Christ, hath made me often to pray for you, and also to hope, that in time you would be brought to love the Lord Jesus himself. I trust that time is now come, and that the glorious Emmanuel hath at length captivated and taken full possession of your heart. Will you give me leave to ask a few friendly questions? Has religion sunk out of your head into your heart? You was civilized when I was at London: Are you yet really converted? Your affections were now and then raised towards,—are they now centered in and fixed on the Lord Jesus? If you can answer these questions in the affirmative, I pronounce you a wise virgin, even wise to eternal salvation; blessed art thou among women. If not, I do not despair of you. Jesus can change the heart. Jesus can make of a proud pharisee, a poor sinner. Let you and I then, dear P, apply to the Redeemer's blood. He can wash us as white as snow. I feel his power every day more and more, and so do those with me. May we go on from strength to strength, till grace be swallowed up in glory. We see great days of the son of man in Scotland. May the kingdom of God come with full power over all the earth! The Lord be with you. Accept this as a token of unfeigned love, from
Your affectionate friend and servant in Christ, G. W.
LETTER CCCCXXXIX. To Mr. B, at the Orphan-house.
Cambuslang, August 17, 1742.
AND has my dear brother B got the start of me? What, put into prison before me? I wish you joy, my dear brother, with all my heart. Had I been at Savannah, surely I would gladly have come (and if there had been
