_To Mr. S――――._
_London, January 11, 1754._
_Dear Mr. S――――_,
WHY did you not apprize me of your going? Why did you not let me have
an opportunity of sending my packets after you to _Portsmouth_? You
sailed only a day or two before I came there myself. However, I am
glad to hear that you are safe arrived. May it be an earnest of your
arriving ere long in the kingdom of heaven! Perhaps we may meet this
Summer. I hope we shall see each other grown in grace, and in the
knowledge of our LORD and Saviour JESUS CHRIST. You and I are much
indebted to him. We have not a moment of time to lose. We ought to be
continually saying, “What shall we render unto the LORD?” O for zeal!
O for activity in his glorious service! A crucified JESUS! An incarnate
GOD! What doth his love, his dying, yet never-dying love demand at our
hands? Answer that question who can. It will nonplus men and angels.
Blessed be his free grace, we find here that his name is _Wonderful_.
Our new tabernacle is compleated, and the workmen all paid. What is
best of all, the Redeemer manifests his glory in it. Every day, souls
come crying, “What shall we do to be saved?” This I believe you will
look upon to be the best news. But I can now no more. Accept this as a
token of love unfeigned, from, my dear Mr. _S――――_,
Yours, &c. in our common LORD,
_G. W._