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you write, “That I am drunk with power and approbation.” Wast thou
with me so long, my dear man, and hast thou known me no better?
What power didst thou know me ever to grasp at? Or what power am
I now invested with? None, that I know of, except that of being a
poor pilgrim. And as for approbation, God knows, I have had little
else besides the cross to glory in, since my first setting out.—May
that be my glory still! But my wife says you write, “That I promised
not to print.” I remember no such thing. I know you advised me not to
do so, but I know of no promise made. If I remember, I had not then
read Rimius; but after that, I both heard and saw so many things,
that I could not, with a safe conscience, be silent. My wife says
likewise, that you write, “The bulk of my letter is not truth.” So says
Mr. Peter B――; nay, he says, “that all is a lie:” and I hear he
declares so in the pulpit. So that whether I will or not, he obliges me
to clear myself in print; and if he goes on in this manner, will not only
constrain me to print a third edition, but also to publish the dreadful
heap that lies behind. My answers to him, the Count, and my old
friend H――, are almost ready. I cannot send them this post, but
may have time ere long. O my dear man, let me tell thee, that the
God of truth and love hates lies: and that cause can never be good,
which needs equivocations and falshoods to support it. God willing,
you shall have none from me. I have naked truth. I write out of pure
love: and the Lord Jesus only knows, what unspeakable grief and
pain I feel, when I think how many of my dear friends have so
involved themselves. If any thing stops my pen, it will be concern for
them, not myself. I value neither name, nor life itself, when the cause
of God calls me to venture both. Thanks be to his great name, I can
truly say, that for these many years last past, no sin hath had
dominion over me; neither have I slept with the guilt of any known,
unrepented sin lying upon my heart: if you will tell me of any, I will be
obliged to you. In the mean while, I wish thee well in body and soul,
and subscribe myself, my dear John,

Your very affectionate, though injured, friend for Christ’s

sake,

G. W.
 LETTER DCCCCLXXVI.
To Mr. R―― K――n.

Newman, June 2, 1753.

D O not think that I have forgotten either you or yours, or my

promise of writing to you. Travelling and preaching have
prevented me. Within a little more than a fortnight, I have rode three
hundred and fifty miles, and preached above twenty times: with what
success the great day will discover. Then we shall know who are
stony-ground hearers, and who receive the word into honest and
good hearts. At Narboth, Pembroke, Haverford-west, &c.
congregations were large; and a gracious melting seemed to be
among the people. Nature now cries out for a little ease, but faith
says, “It is now just time to begin to begin.” Perhaps you may hear
me preach next Thursday evening. London people attract me much.
O that our hearts may be more and more drawn towards Jesus! I
hope this will find you (like the impression of my seal) with your soul
winged for heaven, and this poor, earthly, good-for-nothing world,
under your feet. Could I fly away, you should never see me till we
meet at the right hand of God. There the wicked, and even my own
mother’s children, nay my spiritual children, will cease from troubling
me, and my weary soul will enjoy an everlasting rest. I can now no
more. I am baiting at an inn not far from Gloucester, hoping shortly to
see you and yours grown in grace; and begging all your dear
relations to accept hearty love, I subscribe myself, my dear, dear
friend,

Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,

G. W.
 LETTER DCCCCLXXVII.
To Mr. ――.

London, June 8, 1753.

My very dear Friend,

I WAS glad, at my return from a late excursion, to find a letter from

you, especially as it bespoke your heart to be nearer than usual
to the ever-loving, ever-lovely Jesus. May this intimacy increase
daily, and the fruits of it appear in your abounding in every good
word and work! I find more and more, that one’s whole life ought to
be a continued sacrifice of love. I am glad Mr. R―― is owned. This
gives me hopes, that he begins to preach as when he first set out,
and as he told a friend, a little before his embarking, “that he hoped
he should.” It never went better with his heart than then. God keep
him and all from further entanglements by fleshly wisdom and
worldly policy! which I think have nothing to do with the work of the
Lord. Mr. S―― can tell you what concern the B――n’s awful
conduct hath given me. Surely if the Redeemer had not supported
me, I should within these two months have died with grief. But I will
say no more:—Jesus knows all things. He will not long bear with
guile. You know my temper. The Lord help me in simplicity and
godly sincerity to have my conversation in the world, and in the
church! By this time twelvemonth (if in the land of the dying) I hope
to see you. In the mean while, let Mr. S―― speak. I hope he hath
succeeded to his wishes; and I pray earnestly that the God of the
seas and of the dry land, may bring him safe to the desired haven.
Ere long we shall all arrive, I trust, in Abraham’s harbour; from
thence we shall never put out to sea any more. There the wicked
world, and even God’s own children, will cease from troubling, and
our weary souls enjoy an everlasting rest. May you and yours enter
with a full gale! Let us write to, though we cannot as yet see each
other. Our hearty love and respects await Mr. P――, and all
enquiring friends. I am glad to hear Mr. T―― is coming over with Mr.
D――. If they come with their old fire, I trust they will be enabled to
do wonders. I and Messrs. W――’s are very friendly. I like them,
because they go out and let the world see what they are at once; I
suspect something wrong, when so much secrecy is required. But I
must have done. Only let me tell you, that the Redeemer still owns
my feeble labours. I have been a circuit of about 700 miles, and
preached to many thousands. My body yet is upheld, and my soul
rejoices in God my Saviour. Help me, help me to praise him. I thank
you for what you have done for Mr. H――, and for all past favours.
That grace, mercy and peace may be multiplied upon you and yours,
every day and hour, is the earnest prayer of, my very dear Sir,

Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXVIII.
To Lady H――n.

London, June 20, 1753.

Ever-honoured Madam,

I HAVE been unaccountably detained in London longer than I

expected, but am just now setting out for Portsmouth. However, I
cannot help sending your Ladyship the inclosed. It hath set me at
liberty, and fully convinced me, against what a disguised spirit I have
been testifying. At present, I shall go on in my old way, preaching the
everlasting gospel. Blessed be God, it is successful here. We had a
most glorious sacrament last Sunday in our new Tabernacle; the
Master of the feast was with us of a truth. As I purpose returning
from Portsmouth next Tuesday, I should think myself highly
honoured by receiving a few lines from your Ladyship. May this find
you in the blissful enjoyment of him, who I am persuaded is your
Ladyship’s all in all! I can only add, that words cannot well express
how much I am, ever-honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and ready servant for

Christ’s sake,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXIX.
To the Reverend Mr. T――.

Portsmouth, June 23, 1753.

My very dear Friend,

F ROM April to near July, is a long time for a kind letter to lie by
unanswered; but necessity hath no law. A great variety of
circumstances hath occurred lately to prevent my corresponding with
you, and many other dear friends. Some time next month perhaps
you may be acquainted with them. I have thoughts of seeing
Edinburgh then, though I must push hard to bring it about. I purpose
at my return, to stay in London but one night, and then set out for the
North. O for a gracious gale of divine influence! The sacred wind
hath blown sweetly in our new Tabernacle; and I trust it will be said
of this and that man, at the great day, that they were born of God
there. At Bristol, in Wales, and Gloucestershire, our Lord was
pleased to smile on my feeble labours; and here in this place are
several who bring forth fruit unto God. Affairs go on well at
Bethesda. Mr. T――, I find, is coming over in behalf of New-Jersey
College. Lord, make us all flames of fire! The language of my soul is
this, “Quicken me in thy way.” You must continue to pray for me; you
must remember me in the kindest manner to all my dear friends, and
to your father and relations in particular, as being assured, that I am,
my very dear Sir,

Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXX.
To Mr. N――.

Portsmouth, June 23, 1753.

Dear Sir,

N OT want of love, but leisure, prevented my answering your kind

letter much sooner. As I lead a pilgrim life, have a weak body,
and am almost continually surrounded with a variety of trials and
temptations, I cannot write so frequently as I otherwise would choose
to do. However, my friends are always upon my heart and some time
next month, I hope to see you, amongst the rest of my Edinburgh
acquaintances, grown in grace, and upon the full stretch for Him who
bled, and groaned, and died for us. If your trials are not over, and
you have indeed entered upon the field of battle, I wish you joy. Fear
not, neither be dismayed. Nil desperandum Christo duce. Let this be
the language of your heart and mine:

Give me strength, O God of power,

Then let winds blow or thunders roar;

Thy faithful witness will I be:

’Tis fix’d—I can do all through Thee.

I need not inform you, dear Sir, that our Lord hath chosen the weak
things of this world to confound the strong; and things that are not, to
bring to nought the things that are. If it was not so, what should such
a poor, weak, helpless wretch as I am do? In Jesus, and in him
alone, is all my strength and support found. Still he continues to
uphold me, and crown my feeble labours with success. In Wales,
Gloucestershire, and Bristol, we have lately felt his power; and in our
new Tabernacle at London, he hath also manifested forth his glory. O
for a good gale in the North! Who knows but we may see each other
some time the next month? I have thoughts of setting forwards from
London next week. May the good Lord direct my goings in his way!
You must desire all of the hospitals, and in the society, and all my
other dear friends, to pray most earnestly for me. I retain my old
name: I am the chief of sinners, and less than the least of all saints,
but for Christ’s sake, dear Mr. N――,

Their and your most affectionate and willing friend and

servant,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXI.
To Mr. S――.

Leicester, July 1, 1753.

My very dear Friend,

I CANNOT go farther (as Mr. Middleton returns to London to-

morrow) without sending you a few lines. They bring good news,
even that the Redeemer hath much owned and blessed the first part
of my circuit. At Oulney we had two good meetings; and at
Northampton our Lord filled his people as with new wine. One aged
saint told me, “that the meeting-place was no other to him than the
house of God, and the gate of heaven.” Several thousands
attended; and I could indeed say, “It is good for me to be here.” Last
night I came to this place quite fatigued in my body, but willing, I
hope, to employ a thousand souls (if I had them) for the dear Lord
Jesus. This is a cold place, but people stood very attentive this
morning, and some were affected. To-morrow I must move to
Nottingham. You and yours must promise to follow me with your
prayers. I hope you will hear that they are answered. You may be
assured of mine; they are your due; they are a poor, but as they are
the only return I can make, I hope they will be accepted by, my very
dear Sir,

Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXII.
To Mr. S――.

Leeds, July 7, 1753.

My dear D――,

W HAT! just come from the borders of the grave, and still
capitulating! Will you never give up your whole heart to Him,
who hath dealt so bountifully with you? Was this once done, you
would not (especially as you have a competency) talk of a hundred a
year, but you would count the work of the ministry its own wages,
and esteem the reproach of Christ above all the riches in the
universe. Pray remember what Moses said to Pharaoh, “not a hoof
must be left behind.” Christ will have all or none. Halt no longer
between two; sin no more by withholding from God what is his just
due, lest a worse evil befall you. Accept all this in love. Your letter
hath extorted it from me. I pity you amidst all your gaudy shew. The
pleasure I have had but this week in preaching the gospel, I would
not part with for a thousand worlds. Blessed be God, we have had
sweet seasons on the road; and last night at this place, the cups of
many ran over. O Lord, keep me a pilgrim, till thou art pleased to
call me home! I can now no more. My hearty love to our dear Mr.
H――. O that you was like-minded with him! Accept this as from
one, who is indeed, dear Sir,

Your most affectionate friend and ready servant for

Christ’s sake,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXIII.
York, July 11, 1753.

My dear Mr. D――,

T HUS far, but no farther, am I as yet advanced in my way to

Scotland, and was I to comply with the pressing invitations of
the Yorkshire people, I know not when I should get there. The fields
are exceeding white, ready unto harvest; but by preaching thrice a
day to great multitudes, my poor tabernacle is enfeebled, and I have
such a cold that I cannot well write much. Strange, that I can do no
more for Him who hath done and suffered so much for me! Be
pleased to remember me to all; and acquaint dear Mr. and Mrs.
S――, that I hope to send them an historical letter from Newcastle,
where I expect to be next Lord’s-day. I shall be glad to hear that your
soul prospers, and that all goes on well at the Tabernacle. I hope to
see Edinburgh next week. My hearty love to all. Accept the same
yourself, from, dear Mr. D――,

Your affectionate friend and servant for Jesus Christ’s

sake,
 G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXIV.
To Mr. S――.

Newcastle, July 14, 1753.

My very dear Sir,

B EING, through the goodness of a never-failing Redeemer, just

come hither, I sit down to perform my promise by writing to you.
But where shall I begin, or where shall I end? Surely the goodness of
the Lord to such a wretch as I am, is unspeakable. I will inform you
of a little. After leaving Leicester, I went to Nottingham, where a
great multitude came to hear, and I trust good was done, though a
son of Belial endeavoured to disturb us. From thence I went to
Sheffield, where we had two good meetings. The congregation in the
afternoon consisted of several thousands. Here some dear friends
from Leeds met me, two of which were my spiritual children, and all
had been blessed under the word. The next morning we set out for
Leeds, and in our way preached at Rotheram and Wakefield. At the
former place, I had been disturbed twice or thrice, and was almost
determined to preach there no more. But we are poor judges. A
person told me, ♦“That God had made me instrumental in converting
his wife and brother,” who had both been bitter persecutors, but now
gladly received me under their roof. After preaching, a young man
was set at liberty, who had been groaning under the spirit of
bondage four years; and whilst I was baptizing a child, the Holy Spirit
was pleased to baptize several, one in particular with a holy fire.
What we saw, and felt, and heard at Leeds, cannot well be
expressed. Thousands attended daily; and on the Lord’s-day it was
computed that near twenty thousand heard at once. I preached
thrice, and the next day at ♠ Burstall and Bradford, where many
thousands flocked also. Many were filled as with new wine; and as
for myself, I scarce knew whether I was in heaven or on earth. On
Tuesday morning, though we had drank plentifully before, yet our
Lord kept the good wine till the last. We had a glorious parting-
blessing. At York I preached four times. Twice we were disturbed,
and twice we had sweet seasons. There is a good work begun there.
The prospect all around is so glorious, I almost repent that I have
engaged to go to Scotland. God willing, I shall come back as fast as
possible. What a pity is it that I have but one body, and that a very
weak one too. Lord, magnify thy strength in my weakness, and
send me where thou wilt. Here I am most kindly received. How the
Lord will be pleased to deal with me, you may know hereafter. I can
now only entreat the continuance of the prayers of you and yours;
and with repeated thanks for repeated favours, beg leave to
subscribe myself, my very dear friend,

Yours, &c.

G. W.

♦ Ending quote not shown in original text. Transcriber added

it at his best guess.
♠ “Bunstall” replaced with “Burstall”

LETTER DCCCCLXXXV.
To Lady H――—n.

Newcastle, July 17, 1753.

Ever-honoured Madam,
WROTE to your Ladyship just before I set out for Portsmouth, and
thought to have written again at my return, but was hindered by

I staying only one night at London. Ever since I have been upon
the range for lost sinners, and blessed be God, have been much
owned by him who delights to work by the meanest instruments. In
Northamptonshire our cup ran over. In Leicester, the Redeemer
caused us to triumph; and in Yorkshire, at Leeds and the adjacent
places, I have sometimes scarce known whether I have been in
heaven or earth. I have been enabled to preach thrice a day, and
once at Leeds, perhaps to near twenty thousand, as they were
computed. Indeed we kept holy-day there. Many came to me that
were awakened at my former visits. Not unto me, O Lord, not unto
me, but unto thy free and unmerited mercy be all the glory! In my
way hither I preached four times at York; twice we were disturbed,
and twice all was quiet; and a sweet influence attended the word. I
lodged at Mrs. G――’s, who keeps steady. She enquired most
heartily after your Ladyship, and begged to be remembered in the
most respectful manner. Hither I came on Saturday, and have
preached seven times, and once at Sunderland, where a great
multitude attended, and were deeply impressed. At five in the
morning the great room is filled, and on Lord’s-day the congregation
without was great indeed. Surely the shout of a king hath been
amongst us. All is harmony and love. I am now going to a place
called Sheep-hill, and shall return in the evening to preach here
again. To-morrow, God willing, I set forwards to Scotland. I could
almost wish this was to be the end of my circuit, for I want to go to
various parts. Lord Jesus, magnify thy strength in my weakness,
and send me where thou wilt! If your Ladyship pleases, this may be
communicated to C―― W――, to whom I would write if I had time. I
can only now entreat the continuance of your Ladyship’s prayers,
and beg your Ladyship’s acceptance of repeated acknowledgments
for repeated favours, from, ever-honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most dutiful and ready servant for Christ’s

sake,

G. W.
 LETTER [DCCCCLXXXV.]
To Mr. G――, at Glasgow.

Edinburgh, July 21, 1753.

Y OURS I just now received, but know not what to say by way of
answer. The inward discouragements I have felt for above a
week, against coming to Scotland, have been very many. I have left
a people full of fire. Thousands and thousands flocked to hear the
glorious gospel. Awakenings I have heard of in every place; saints
have been revived, and heaven as it were come down on earth. We
have enjoyed perpetual Cambuslang seasons. My eyes gush out
with tears of joy, (and I trust at the same time with godly sorrow for
my vileness) at the very thought of it. My heart is quite broken, to
think poor Scotland is so dead. O how gloomy hath been the aspect!
I have been afraid of catching cold, though, alas! I am too too cold
towards Him, who out of warm love bled and died for me. O that
Glasgow friends, if I do come, may pray for me! I could scarce
believe your letter, that your people would be glad to see such an ill
and hell-deserving, good for nothing creature as I am. If I lose the
opportunity of seeing you, I shall be disappointed indeed. I believe I
shall keep to the time proposed. O time, time, how slowly dost thou
go on! When shall I be wafted to an happy eternity? Often within
these three weeks have I hoped to die in the embraces of my God.
Had I a thousand souls and bodies they should be all itinerants for
Jesus Christ. I want to see all on a flame of fire. You know, dear
Sir, what fire I mean. O! break heart strings, break, and let the
imprisoned soul be set at liberty. I want to go where I shall neither sin
myself, nor see others sin any more. My tender love to all. I can no
more for weeping. When I forget to pray for my ungrateful vile self,—
then will my worthy and dear friend cease to be remembered by,
reverend and very dear Sir,

Yours most affectionately in our common Lord,

 G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXVI.
To Mr. B―― S――.

Glasgow, July 25, 1753.

B OTH your letters came safe to hand, and met with such a
reception, as none but those who are knit together in the love
of God can either experience, or have any idea of. What you
mentioned concerning a certain gentleman, melted me down.—For
having met with some unexpected pull-backs, I last night and this
morning had been praying, that relief might come from what quarter
our Lord thought most proper. How true is the saying of Luther:

Fix on his work thy stedfast eye,

So shall thy work be done.

This, I trust, will teach me more and more to be disinterested in what

I do for Christ and souls, and then never fear; even ravens shall be
sent to feed and nourish upright Elijahs. But above all, am I humbled
and comforted at the good news from Leeds, and York. And will the
high and lofty one then continue to delight to honour such a wretch
as I am? Then, through the divine strength, let me now begin to
preach more than ever. Yesterday I was enabled to preach five
times, and I suppose the last time to near twenty thousand, and
almost to as many in the morning. People flock and are more fond
than ever to hear; at Edinburgh also, I preached twice every day to
many thousands; among whom are many of the noble and polite.—
Attention sits upon the faces of all, and friends come round me like
so many bees, to importune for one week longer stay in Scotland.
But I think I am fixed. God willing, on Thursday I return to Edinburgh,
and the Tuesday following shall set out for Berwick, &c. Haste, time!
Fly, fly on (so that I can but keep pace by filling thee up with duty)
and bring me to see the face of God in heaven. I hope to write again
soon; then you will know my rout. O that Jesus may direct my goings
in his way! He will, he will. He will never leave nor forsake those that
put their trust in him; and he knows, that as far as I know my heart, I
think his work the very best wages that can be given to,

Yours, &c.

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXVII.
To Mr. G――, at Glasgow.

Newcastle, August 12, 1753.

My very dear Sir,

I WOULD have answered your kind letter before I left Edinburgh, but
I had not a moment’s leisure. With great difficulty I got away, after
a heart-breaking parting on Tuesday about noon. On Wednesday
evening, and the Thursday morning, I preached at Berwick, and on
Thursday evening at Alnwick, in the street. It being the time of the
races, I discoursed on these words, “So run that ye may obtain.”
Whilst I was discoursing, the gentlemen came down from the race,
and surrounded the congregation, and heard very attentively. The
next morning at five I preached again, and about noon at a place
called Placy, and in the evening about nine at Newcastle, where a
great number expected me. My text was “At midnight a cry was
made, behold the bridegroom cometh.” The next morning I received
the following note, “Dearly beloved in the Lord, I write to you good
news. Your labour was not in vain last night, for my wife answered to
the midnight cry, and received Christ into her soul.” O that we may
all praise the Three in One! Last night I prepared for, and this
morning I opened the gospel fair from these words, “Ho! every one
that thirsteth.” Much of the divine presence was in the congregation,
and I believe many tasted of Christ’s wine. I am to preach three
times almost every day this week. This promise supports me. “As thy
day is, so shall thy strength be.” By the inclosed, you will see the
devil owes me a grudge for what was done at Glasgow. Would it not
be proper to insert a paragraph to contradict it? Thousands and
thousands come to hear notwithstanding. Lord, what am I? A poor
hell-deserving creature; and yet the Lord makes use of such to
thresh the mountains with. May the Lord help me so to do, and then
let him deal with me as seemeth good in his sight. Please to
remember us in the kindest manner to dear Mr. M――n, our kind
host and hostess, and all friends. I shall not forget you and yours, or
your undertaking. The Lord prosper this, and every other work of
your hands upon you! My lot is to be a pilgrim, a run-about for
Christ. Commend me to Him who gives strength to the weak, and
for whose sake I am,

Yours most affectionately,

G. W.

LETTER DCCCCLXXXVIII.
To Mr. B―― S――.

Newcastle, August 13, 1753.

My very dear Friend,

M Y rout is now fixed. After having preached here and hereabouts

three times each day, I am to leave this place on Thursday, to
be at Stockton on Sunday, at Osmotherly on Monday noon, lie at
Topcliff, and reach York, God willing, by way of Burrough-bridge, on
Tuesday next, and then come forwards to Leeds. I trust that our
meeting will be like that of Jonathan and David. Only sometimes I
must change names; where it is said “David exceeded,” there I will
be David, and you Jonathan. Where Jonathan exceeds, there I will
be Jonathan and you David. But more of this hereafter.—I must now
tell you good news. I could not finish this letter last night, it is now
Tuesday morning. But surely heaven came down amongst us, under
the last evening preaching: it was almost too much for my body. O
that the prison door was set open, and the bird suffered to fly out of
the cage! Then would I fly to heaven, and upon one of the boughs of
free grace sing the praises of redeeming love for ever and for ever.
Till then, may we be employed in singing here on earth! But I must
away to Horsey to preach, from whence I am to return to preach
again in the evening. Thrice a day tries me, but in the Lord have I
righteousness and strength. If you hear of a mob’s being raised by
my preaching at Glasgow, assure all your friends that there was
none, but Satan owes me a grudge for speaking against the
playhouse. Particulars expect when we meet. In the mean while,
give my tender love to all, and forget not to pray for, my dear friend.

Yours in our precious Christ,

G. W.

LETTER ♦DCCCCLXXXIX.
To Lady H――.

Newcastle, August 13, 1753.

Ever-honoured Madam,

N OT want of respect, but leisure, hath prevented my writing to

your Ladyship. Since my last, I have been travelling and
preaching twice or thrice, and once five times a day. I cannot tell
your Ladyship of one thousandth part of what we have seen and felt.
In Scotland the congregations were larger than ever. At Glasgow, the
man who owned the playhouse was made so uneasy by the word
preached, that he took down the roof himself. For this Satan owes
me a grudge, and therefore it is put in the paper, that a mob was
raised. But there was not the least appearance of any such thing.
Our weapons are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling
down of Satan’s strong-holds. At Newcastle our Lord fills his people
with new wine. Last night much of heaven was let down into the
congregation. I am now going into the country, and am to return in
the evening to preach. Thrice a day is almost too much for this weak
tabernacle, but in the Lord have I righteousness and strength. Next
week I am to be at York; the word I find fastens. On Sunday I hope to
see Mr. H――. Ere long I hope to see our common Lord in glory. O
that I may be one day lifted up from the pulpit to the throne. Father,
into thy hands I commend my spirit; deal with me as seemeth good
in thy sight! I doubt not but he deals bountifully with your Ladyship;
that you and yours may greatly increase with all the increase of God,
is the earnest prayer of, ever-honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most obliged, dutiful and ready servant,

G. W.

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LETTER DCCCCXC.
To Lady F―― S――.

Leeds, August 23, 1753.

Honoured Madam,
H ITHERTO the Lord hath helped me. Blessed be his glorious
name, the fields have been every where white, ready unto
harvest. I have been of late generally enabled to preach thrice a day,
and in all appearance the word never was attended with more
success. Satan rages and belies me, about the taking down the
Glasgow play-houses; but I hope my letter lately published in the
Newcastle journal, will set all things right. Thanks be to God, without
the assistance of mobs and riots, (which my soul abhors) the
christian’s weapons, through divine assistance, are mighty to the
pulling down of Satan’s strong-holds. Alas! how many of these hath
he gotten in every unregenerate person’s heart! Blessed be his holy
name for any begun conquests there; surely his name is wonderful
that hath done it. What a miracle of grace is it, honoured Madam,
that a spark of fire should be kept in, amidst an ocean of corruption!
that the bush should burn, and yet not be consumed! Such a
standing miracle I trust your Ladyship will be. To be a martyr, a living
witness for Jesus, amidst the tip-top allurements of high life—by this
we prove the strength of Jesus to be ours indeed. May the Lord of
all Lords help you, honoured Madam, to hold on and hold out. My
prayer to him for you is, “That your progress may be made known to
all men, and that you may increase with all the increase of God.”
Glory be to free grace, I find the happiness of the divine life an
increasing happiness indeed.—Lately our common Lord hath taken
his people into the banqueting house, and caused their cup of
consolation to run over. Surely we have been in the suburbs of
heaven: ere long we shall enter into the city itself. Our Lord is gone
before to prepare the way. To the tender and never-failing mercy of
this gracious forerunner, do I humbly and heartily recommend your
Ladyship, as being, honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and ready servant for

Christ’s sake,

G. W.
 LETTER DCCCCXCI.
To Lady H――n.

York, September 11, 1753.

Ever-honoured Madam,

L AST Saturday I returned to Leeds, from whence I had been

absent a fortnight. But what the glorious Emmanuel gave us to
see and feel, is indeed inexpressible. What a sacrament at Howarth!
We used thirty-five bottles of wine on the occasion. I have been as
far as Bolton, Manchester, and Stockport. At the last place so much
of the divine presence came amongst us, that it was almost too
much for our frail natures to bear; at the former, our cup was also
made to run over. Every where the congregation looked like swarms
of bees, and the more I preached the more eager they seemed to
be. At ♦ Burstall last Lord’s day, perhaps there were near twenty
thousand, and on Monday morning at Leeds, the parting was the
most affecting I ever saw: it has been almost too much for me. I have
not as yet half recovered it. Lord, hasten the time when thy people
shall part no more! Last night I came hither, and preached with
quietness. This morning I am setting out for Lincolnshire, and have
some thoughts of taking a trip to Ireland. Lord Jesus, what am I that
I should be called to go out into the high-ways and hedges? Besides
travelling, I have been enabled to preach thrice a day frequently.
Arrows of conviction have fled, and of souls I hear scores have been
awakened; they tell me that a hundred have been added to
Sunderland society. O that the leaven may ferment till the whole be
leavened! Never did I see the work more promising. God be merciful
to me a sinner, and give me, for his infinite mercy’s sake, an humble
thankful and resigned heart! Surely I am viler than the vilest, and
stand amazed at his employing such a wretch as I am; but his name
is Love. I could enlarge, but must away to preach. Ever-honoured
Madam, let me intreat the continuance of your prayers, and thereby
increase the innumerable obligations already conferred on the
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