_To Lady H――――n._
_London, Dec. 15, 1752._
_Ever-honoured Madam_,
I Think it a long time since I heard from, or wrote to your Ladyship.
My hands are full of work; and I trust I can say, the LORD of all lords
causes his work to prosper in my unworthy hands. More blessed seasons
we never enjoyed. Our sacramental occasions have been exceedingly awful
and refreshing. I cannot help crying out night and day, Grace! grace!
Last week we had another repast in _South Audley-street_. Lady _F――――_
grows surprizingly. She increases much in the knowledge of herself,
and of JESUS CHRIST. May she and all that profess to love him, increase
with all the increase of GOD! I have glorious news from _Yorkshire_.
Inclosed your Ladyship hath a letter, which I hope will please you.
Ships will be going to _Philadelphia_ soon after _Christmas_. Has your
Ladyship read the awful account of the hurricane in _South-Carolina_? I
do not find that it hath reached _Georgia_. Happy they who have laid up
treasure in heaven, and have fled to CHRIST for refuge; such are safe
from every storm. This is your Ladyship’s happiness; and blessed be GOD,
this is the happiness of unworthy, ill, and hell-deserving me. LORD,
why am I a guest?
_Through all eternity to Thee,_
_A grateful song I’ll raise;_
_But O eternity’s too short,_
_To utter all thy praise._
Business prevents my enlarging.――I commend your Ladyship, and all your
concerns, to the tender mercies of a never-failing Redeemer; and beg
leave to subscribe myself, with all possible gratitude and respect,
ever-honoured Madam,
Your Ladyship’s most dutiful, obliged, and ready
servant for CHRIST’s sake,
_G. W._