LETTER DCCLXIX.

_To Lady H――――._

_Plymouth, Aug. 15, 1749._

_Honoured Madam_,

I Hope this will find your Ladyship recovered from the fatigue of

your journey, and sitting under the Redeemer’s shadow with unspeakable

delight at _Ashby-Place_. My prayers have constantly followed you, ever

since I left your Ladyship at _Bristol_; and the LORD of all lords has

dealt bountifully with me in my way _Westward_. At _Wellington_, as

I was riding through the town, a good woman stopped me, and entreated

me to give the people a sermon. I complied, and preached to a great

company; and the next day to a much larger at the same place. I have

also preached once at _Exeter_, twice at _Kingsbridge_, and once here

at _Plymouth_, where, by the providence of an infinitely condescending

GOD, I came yesterday in the afternoon. Several, I find, were awakened

when I was here last; and the fields are every where white, ready unto

harvest. My late pamphlet has been greatly blest. My Lord of _Exeter_

was asked, Whether he had seen it? He answered, “Yes,” and said, “I

wrote like an honest man, had recanted several things, but he goes on

in the same way yet.” Being asked, Whether he did not intend publishing

his second part? he replied, “You may expect a second.” GOD be praised!

I wish it may come out before I embark. I find he did not proceed to

sentence Mr. _T――――_; he only threatened to pull off his gown. Mr.

_T――――_ immediately pulled it off himself, and said, “He could preach

the gospel without a gown,” and went out. Upon which the Bishop sent

after him, and soothed him. In a few days I hope to see Mr. _T――――_,

and then your Ladyship shall have further particulars. Blessed be GOD,

all things turn out for the furtherance of the gospel. “Out of the

eater comes forth meat, and out of the strong comes forth sweetness.”

In about a fortnight I hope to reach _London_, and in the mean time

shall take care to send your Ladyship historical letters. I count it

my highest honour and privilege to wait upon your Ladyship; but I fear

shall never have it in my power to express my gratitude as I ought, for

those unmerited favours your Ladyship hath been pleased to confer on,

honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, though

unworthy servant for CHRIST’s sake,

_G. W._

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