_To the Countess of H――――n._
_Kendal, June 26, 1750._
_Honoured Madam_,
STILL (O amazing love!) the LORD of all lords vouchsafes to prosper the
gospel plough. Such an entrance hath been made into _Kendal_, as could
not have been expected. I preached twice to several thousands last week,
and the people were so importunate, that I was prevailed on to return
hither again last night. The congregation was greatly increased, and
the power of the LORD was displayed in the midst of them. On _Saturday_
evening, and on the Lord’s-day, I preached at _Ulverston_, a town about
sixteen miles distant from this. There Satan made some small resistance;
a clergyman, who looked more like a butcher than a minister, came with
two others and charged a constable with me; but I never saw a poor
creature sent off in such disgrace. Good I believe was done in the
town. To the giver of every good gift be all the glory! Thus, honoured
Madam, a poor pilgrim goes on. How I am to succeed at _Whitehaven_,
your Ladyship shall know hereafter. GOD willing, I set forward after
preaching this evening. I hear Mr. _W――――_ has been much abused in
_Ireland_, but that the Mayor of _Cork_ hath quite overshot himself. I
have some thoughts of seeing _Ireland_ before my return. May the LORD
direct my goings in his way! I am persuaded that this will find your
Ladyship travelling apace towards _Canaan_, and increasing your reward
daily. Great shall it be indeed in heaven.――I shall be extremely glad
of the honour of a line when at _Edinburgh_. In the mean while, your
Ladyship shall not fail, with your honoured sisters and family, of
being prayed for, and hearing from, ever-honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and very
chearful servant for CHRIST’s sake,
_G. W._