_To D. T――――, in Yorkshire._
_London, May 6, 1743._
_My dear Brother_,
A Day or two ago, I had the pleasure of receiving a letter from you,
which I find was written some time since, but came not to hand, as I
was out of town. Accept my thanks, though late, and let the blessed
JESUS be praised, again and again, for causing his children to love and
esteem unworthy, hell-deserving me. O, my dear brother, “Love is of GOD,
and he that dwelleth in love, dwelleth in GOD, and GOD in him.” Glad am
I that our Saviour is getting himself the victory in your parts, and
that fresh doors are opened for our dear brother _I――――_ to preach the
everlasting gospel. I have been just writing to him; and now improve a
few moments to send you a line also. Blessed be our glorious _Emmanuel_,
I can tell you of new and glorious conquests made of late. I am but
just returned from a circuit of 400 miles in _Gloucestershire_ and
_South Wales_. _Dagon_ hath every where fallen before the ark, and the
fields are white ready unto harvest. The congregations were very large,
and I was never enabled to preach with greater power. I purpose staying
here about a month, and once more to attack the prince of darkness in
_Moor-fields_, when the holidays come. Many precious souls have been
captivated with CHRIST’s love in that wicked place. _Jerusalem_ sinners
bring most glory to the Redeemer. Where I shall go next, I cannot yet
tell. If my Master should point out the way, a visit to _Yorkshire_
would be very agreeable. Perhaps _Exeter_ and _Cornwall_ may be the
next places. That is dry ground. I love to range in such places. O
my dear brother, continue to pray for me, and help me to praise the
blessed Lamb of GOD. Indeed I pray for you, and the redeemed sinners,
amongst whom you are. That the great Shepherd and Bishop of souls may
fill you with all peace and joy in believing, is the hearty prayer of,
my dear brother,
Yours most affectionately in CHRIST,
_G. W._